Fractal Interactions
Fractal interactions weave warp wire
supporting pattern framework harmonies,
knit through elastic links whose spiral gyre
rejects all artificial boundaries,
to tickle stars, bridge light years, won't expire
despite Time's second-thoughts, eternal frieze,
to silver speech pin turquoise and sapphire,
extending planes from plain refrain most tire
to echo some celestial melodies.
From prose pedestrian and its quicksand mire
word-flow sensations sows and, by degrees,
can catalyze true metamorphic fire
as empathy extends its energies
incandescent, lends dimensions higher
through time and space, replacing which, falling, frees
rises, surprises, stimulates higher lyre,
drops finite frontiers that often require
reverential, referencial hierarchies.
Straitjackets shed, inventing sense, wildfire
words flow where none could know they'd go, - no keys
are needed where there's no directive spire,
no cue restrictive, new priorities
in depth are found, ground falls away, desire
spins toplike, whose magnetic gravity
adds novel levels which combine, aspire
to spread, to wed with further growth, inspire
exploding spores exploring unknown seas.
From neutral neural pathways gear up higher,
from seedbed cavity captivity
evolve to conquer galaxies, retire
all obstacles as carpe diem, seize
the day, encouragement maintains, admire
how liberating versatility
linguistic stimulates synaptic twire
to interact, reduplicate, refire
open-ended opportunity.
Words taught, untaught, exchanged, are vector we
extend from passing trend as minds enquire
of echoes true that through blue flue flow free
that meanings ancient b[l]end to bond soul's choir
to harmony through melting melody
not raven caw reaction, brazen liar.
Dichotomies discard, to draw on deep desire
dissolve hermetic code, decipher open key!
(15 July 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Prismatic Appraisal
Stop, look, and listen, imprint glistens, see
words wire taut, well caught, of themselves require
standards unset, spontaneous, to be -
though goal unsought - far from the crowd's mud mire.
Let dropp by dropp from inspiration's tree
pearl down to crown rhyme, rhythm all admire,
encapsulate amber eternity
to time-trap thoughts, acts, objects, free from ire.
One stores verse story's glory in the mind,
retinal rainbow stimulating each
synaptic link both in and out of reach, -
display whose ray may play before, behind.
Word flow sensations sows and by degree,
can catalyze a metamorphic fire
as empathy extends its energy
incandescent, lends dimensions higher
to time and space and place which, falling free,
rise to surprise and stimulate the lyre.
Time loses its accustomed hierarchy
thus finite frontiers, limits soon expire.
In context crystalline we find outlined
prismatic tones some play, which more may teach
than meets the eye, contact points combined,
with ease - these inner inhibitions breach.
Words flow where none could know they'd go, - no key
is needed where there's no directive spire,
no cue restrictive, new priority
in depth is found, ground falls away, kite flyer
spins toplike, fights against Earth's gravity
reintegrates new levels which aspire
to spread, to wed when seedbed cavity
spores explode, explore, more growth inspire.
Words flow, emotions echo, each assigned
its place to interaction trace where speech
is often too restrictive, predefined, -
thought modes aligned, too taut one must impeach.
Words taught, untaught, exchanged, are vector we
extend from passing trend as minds enquire,
as echoes through blue organ flue flow free
or meanings ancient bend to suit soul's choir
in harmony, or melting melody,
or raven caw reacting to some liar,
cabalist, hermetic, open key,
energy decoding deep desire.
So verse to verse responds spontaneous
to take up arms against a troubled seed,
to laugh with, never at unless some cuss,
to read behind the lines for more to read…
These featured points outline one Poet's view
though points, when featured, comments draw too few
1029 14 November 2003 and 8 August 2007
(28 March 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Rubaiyat of Ghosts
One can, who strangers scan, too few admire,
as most play ghosts deprived of phantom choir,
tripping, tripping up, upon life’s board,
stillborn refuting intimate desire.
In game of give and take what ranks the higher
self-interest or charity? Enquire
about ambitions intimate, bond word,
suspicion from the shadows whispers: 'Liar! '
Most men as puppets dance upon a wire
taut from birth to death, - as seller, buyer,
taught to act and not to BE - Fate’s sword
to dust must sooner, later, each retire.
So few dare seek far stars, less dare aspire
for freedom, seldom search above their mire,
for seventy or eighty years life’s cord
they eke out, seldom seeking something higher.
A burning bush survived the blazing fire,
and witness stands to Time the purifier -
yet oil on troubled waters oft is poured
by those who spurn each prophet as a liar.
Life is too short. Who’d play the poet’s lyre
must tame the vagrant strings, the versifier
tunes into harmony whose every chord
responds to inspiration all desire.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Fire Your Desire
Since the day that the lord set me on fire
i have had a desire to acquire the knowledge of my messiah,
Whatever u desire, Dont retire
Aspire to Acquire the desire u admire
If u perspire
u wont retire.
When the enemies conspire to fire your desire,
dont tire,
remember your mesiah
the one who speaks fire
He has clothed you with his attire,
and has given you his entire empire,
that if you refire you will acquire,
this is not time to expire,
With Jesus your mesiah,
the devil's fire will backfire,
Desire the holyfire,
Become a carrier of the holyghost fire,
Our God the unmpire will never retire
He will always refire, he will never expire,
he will always inquire
his power is forever,
So u have all u require my friend,
to acquire your long admired desire,
this is all u require,
stay on fire.
28/June/2007
poem by Obasuyi Uyiosa Dickson
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Ghosts
Last passing leaves leave, life's page sage admires,
most boasts are ghost hosts, post haste phantom choirs,
now tripping, hesitant, upon life’s board,
stillborn, denying deepest heart’s desire.
As puppets men, leaves, dance upon branch wire
taut from birth to death, - staged play's proved liar,
taught to act but not to BE! - the sword
of Fate each early, late, must all retire.
For few dare seek the stars, or yet aspire
for freedom, seldom glance above their mire,
fear chloroforming chlorophyll cuts cord
that holds life's journey from horizons higher.
The burning bush survived the blazing fire,
and witness stands to God the purifier, -
yet oil on troubled waters oft is poured
as Fall to Winter wanes, frost snaps high-flyer.
Lifes leaves soon grieve, deceived by Summer, ire
replacing lush greens flush, Time sees misfire
intimations of immortality
when verdant vibrance turns red, brown, then mire.
Life is too short, who strums soul poet’s lyre
must tame frame's vagrant strings. Sole versifier
intensely seeks sense off the fence, each chord
in tune with Autumn moon runes' mortal quire!
Leaves drop, hearts stop, in season all retire
from green-scene bud to has been dud quagmire,
so little space to race then silent doom,
strum still tombed, dumb will catacombed entire.
Revised 19 October 2011
see also Rubaiyat of Ghosts
GHOSTS
Few passing strangers may the sage admire,
as most are ghosts without a phantom choir,
now tripping, hesitant, upon life’s board,
stillborn, denying e’en their heart’s desire.
Most men as puppets dance upon a wire
taut from birth to death, - to play as liar,
taught to act but not to BE! - the sword
of Fate each early, late, must all retire.
For few dare seek the stars, or yet aspire
for freedom, seldom glance above their mire,
for eighty, maybe ninety years life’s cord
they tread and never aim at something higher.
The burning bush survived the blazing fire,
and witness stands to God the purifier, -
yet oil on troubled waters oft is poured
by those who shun each prophet as a liar.
Life is too short, who strums the poet’s lyre
must tame the vagrant strings. The versifier
must seek deep harmony where every chord
in tune responds to feelings all inspire!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Ten Spheres
Ten spheres turn shimmering with a light contained,
The colour of the sphere is but a reflection upon the light,
The true light, boundless, beatific and eternal is forever one the same.
Twenty two pathways are their for us to walk upon,
Journeying well and safe with perfect trust and love
As our guiding lights for our passion and our intuition.
We may breathe life anew within our meditation upon some higher plain.
Seek the wisdom to open your heart the universe whole,
Know your place within the turmoil of infinity and know your soul.
Flow between the channels towards the horizon of eternity
And know that through the process of the moulting cage
We may subdue the rage of the beast within and we may
Shed our skins as we grow vibrant feathers anew.
Through a thousand shades of azure blue we may stride.
The tree of life thrusts its grandeur towards the sky,
And we must pursue our aspirations towards the light sublime.
Divinity incarnate you may see in the eyes of the one you love
But the light above loves you beyond the boundaries of limitation,
For you are as one with the ocean as you are with the fire
And through the fluidity of our breathe from the earth we may retire,
Yet always to return as from above to below and to know our time is now.
poem by David Lacey
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Your Company
The iron in the flush burning fire,
A gleam and glow does acquire;
Fully transforms and is afire,
Losing its dense solid attire.
If you ‘re caught in the nasty mire,
Of the low and mean whom none can admire;
In life, to step higher you cannot desire,
And to ascend to lofty echelons you can't aspire.
Let us ever be in the company of gentle nobility,
Who will haul us with them to high dignity;
Raising us to tall standards of versatility,
And to higher echelons of respectability.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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My Heavenly Dream
How could I
So Much without love
Come to speak secret things
From Heaven above?
Born of my need
Only love I desired
I flew angel speed
To Heaven up higher
I saw things so dear
My eyes were made new
A splendor so clear
Like the first morning dew
What there I did hear
Made my heart all anew
It was given to me
So to share it with you
The Love in that place
Is beyond all desire
They call it God's Grace
In heaven up higher
It was given to me
But not mine to keep
It's yours too you see
So to stars we can leap!
This Glorious Love
I knew in my sleep
From High up above
In my heart now so deep
Just dream of Love Pure
All the Love you desire
It's yours to be sure
From Heaven up higher
This Love in my dream
So unknown just before
To stars must I stream
To sense it once more?
This Love I know true
In my heart tho' broken
Is all here for you
In these tender words spoken:
'I Love you! We Love you! '
Three words o' so dear
From His heaven up Higher
To your hearts down here
poem by Lawrence Kelley III
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VA Pour Vapour
If one lover I lose
two replace as hot wire,
though vow, promise I use
to divert, set pace higher,
perjure, promise recuse,
soon in Time’s wind expire.
When a fair face I see
I feel sudden afire,
but for life lock love’s key
ain’t my style spite my lyre.
Constant court paid, for me,
is not goal I require
More flighty than moon, -
free range change I admire, -
blond, brunette, free to spoon.
Constant cravings soon tire:
both brunette, blond too soon
senses sap, jade desire.
poem by Pierre Corneille, translated by Jonathan Robin
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Song
Song brings us light with the power of lending
Glory to brighten the work that we find;
Song brings us warmth with the power of rending
Rigor and frost in the swift-melting mind.
Song is eternal with power of blending
Time that is gone and to come in the soul,
Fills it with yearnings that flow without ending,
Seeking that sea where the light-surges roll.
Song brings us union, while gently beguiling
Discord and doubt on its radiant way;
Song brings us union and leads, reconciling
Battle-glad passions by harmony's sway,
Unto the beautiful, valiant, and holy
-Some can pass over its long bridge of light
Higher and higher to visions that solely
Faith can reveal to the spirit's pure sight.
Songs from the past of the past's longings telling,
Pensive and sad cast a sunset's red glow;
Present time's longings in sweet music dwelling,
Grateful the soul of the future shall know.
Youth of all ages in song here are meeting,
Sounding in tone and in word their desire;
-More than we think, from the dead bringing greeting,
Gather to-night in our festival choir.
poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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Craddock’s Time Theory Age Relative
light years apart
in space time
continuum
youth three-dimensional
stretching into mathematical models
age a fourth dimension
spatial dimensions
our spacetime passing each other
is space and time in a single continuum
our shared Euclidean space
on this plane of existence
is but the trap of physical flesh
our atoms bound at every point
in three-dimensional Euclidean space
by flesh infused fixed points
determined by three coordinates
yet our thoughts are timeless
infinite bound by no scientific laws
they can flow spread be anywhere any time
in universe at instant thought speed
instant in arrival at multiple locations
they enter into realities past curved space
worn holes are for porous slow minds
higher dimensions bypass imagination
non-Euclidean geometry the cage play pen
Einstein’s general theory of relativity
a manifold universe of but three
dimensions of space one of time
denies all time existing simultaneously
within a God state span spun within eternity
supergalatic subatomic levels are but focused lenses
begging new observations into eye opening realities
unperceived ignored unknown awaiting perception orientation
before eureka moment God reloading reality matrix
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Life 101, Lovelines, and Vampire Satire
LIFE 101, LOVELINES, and VAMPIRE SATIRE
LIFE 101
SUBMERGE EMERGE URGE SURGE SPLURGE CONVERGE VERGE MERGE PURGE DIRGE SUBMERGE! …
AFTERLIFE 101
? DIVERGE: SCOURGE … REEMERGE?
Coining a Ph[r]ase
Love Lair’s Layers
Inside
Outside
CoincideConfide
Allied
Guide
Glide
Astride
Abide
but the other side of the coin might be:
Drier Dire Diary
Hide
Slide
Bromide
DerideLied
Snide
Override
Divide
Dire Diary Vampire Satire - cast in order of appearance
Admire shyer
Fire desire
Surefire squire
Sapphire buyer
Higher lyre
Require Choir
Friar, prior,
Aquire attire
Empire entire
Sigher suspire
Transpire perspire
Defyer briar
Spy highflyer eyer
Hire sweetbriar *
Conspire crossfire
Dire liar
Wryer denyer
Inspire ire
Wire umpire,
Misfire miss, fire
Bye-bye err, slyer
Retire, mire
Quagmire, expire
Pyre bonfire …
*Definition of sweetbriar
Eurasian rose with prickly stems and fragrant leaves and bright pink flowers followed by scarlet hips
17 January 2007
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Poem © Jonathan Robin Life 101, Lovelines, and Vampire Satire
poem by Jonathan Robin
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What The Captain Said
They made the fire so they want it to spread
the fire, the fire, the fire
They fan the flame to the forest bed
and the flames grew
higher, and higher, and higher
Remember what the captain said by the oceanside
where we took our ride
'We want no more soldiers dead, so come see us by the fire; '
Prometheus desire, the fire
by the fire, as the flames grow higher
We lay upon our riverbed, upon the Styx
the mosh pit Styx upon the pyre
Eyes wide, quartered dry, heads to the sky
and they watch the flames grow higher, and higher,
the fire
poem by Jay Bradley
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Let It Flow
(a. bell / v. clarke)
What about the good times:
They were few and far between.?
Thats the understatement of the year.
Some would call it passion,
But it means a lot to me.
Lifes little joke is coming clear.
And that is:
Stronger than strong, wider than wide,
Deeper than deep, higher than high.
Old is love, any love is fine.
Let it shine, let it flow.
Let it flow through me.
Old is love, any love is fine.
Let it shine, let it flow.
Let it flow through me.
You got twenty-twenty vision,
When walking down the street.
Theres a fool on every corner,
Standing by.
Nearly midnight and nothing here for me.
Guess I have to wait til the morning light.
And that is:
Stronger than strong, wider than wide,
Deeper than deep, higher than high.
Old is love, any love is fine.
Let it shine, let it flow.
Let it flow through me.
Old is love, any love is fine.
Let it shine, let it flow.
Let it flow through me.
Old is love, any love is fine.
Let it shine, let it flow.
Let it flow through me.
Old is love, any love is fine.
Let it shine, let it flow.
Let it flow through me.
song performed by by Erasure
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Volcano Of Passion
As the passion builds inside, my heart beats faster
My mouth goes dry
My hands become clammy
My eyes widen in anticipation
Out comes a flow of words, a flow of meanings
A flow of thought and feelings
I can feel it growing inside me, waiting to burst out
I really just want to shout as the words flow out onto the page
Without any rage, just a desire, a passion
For my words to have their own stage
The volcano has erupted, the words flow
Yet when the dust settles, nobody but me knows whats happened
It's my very own volcano of passion
poem by Craig Piercy
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Light My Fire
You know that it would be untrue
You know that i would be a liar
If i was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Aouh, come on!
Come on, babe!
Yeah! come on!
Come on!
Woaouh! yeah!
It was the greatest night of my life.
Although i still had not found a wife
I had my friends
Right there beside me.
We were close together.
We tripped the wall, we scaled the graveyard
Ancient shapes were all around us.
The wet dew felt fresh beside the fog.
Two made love in an ancient spot
One chased a rabbit into the dark
A girl got drunk and balled the dead
And i gave empty sermons to my head.
Cemetary, cool and quiet
Hate to leave your sacred lay
Dread the milky coming of the day.
Ah, ah, ah, ah!
Ah, ah, ah, ah!
Ah, ah, ah, ah!
Ah, ah, ah, ah!
Ah, ah, ah, ah!
Ah, ah, ah, ah!
Ah, ah, ah, ah!
Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aaah!
Time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Know that it would be untrue
You know that i would be a liar
If i was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire!
All right, all right!
All right!
song performed by by Doors
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Heartless
Verse 1:
You tell me that you're in love with me
You tell me that I'm your destiny
Won't harm you
I gotta warn you
No trusting my face so sweet and tender
Whatever you do I won't surrender
Take me
But you can't break me
Beware of me baby ooh
Chorus:
Heartless
Protected by guardians of
Darkness
My contract with love will expire
My feelings are spoiled by desire
You can't break my heart baby ooh
Heartless
My heaven on earth it is
Starless
I used to dance on a high wire
And under my feet there was fire
Climbing higher and higher ooohh
Verse 2:
That's why I don't believe in words
I had to experience how it hurts
To struggle
In man-made trouble
So baby it's just okay to kiss you
But don't ever think my heart will miss you
Believe me
I'm just deceivin
Beware of me baby ooh
Chorus:
Heartless
Protected by guardians of
Darkness
My contract with love will expire
My feelings are spoiled by desire
You can't break my heart baby ooh
Heartless
My heaven on earth it is
Starless
I used to dance on a high wire
And under my feet there was fire
Climbing higher and higher ooohh
Heartless
My heaven on earth it is
Starless
And under my feet there was fire
Climbing higher and higher ooohh
Chorus:
Heartless
Protected by guardians of
Darkness
My contract with love will expire
My feelings are spoiled by desire
You can't break my heart baby ooh
Heartless
My heaven on earth it is
Starless
I used to dance on a high wire
And under my feet there was fire
Climbing higher and higher ooohh
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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Overwhelming Needs 0977
I share an overwhelming need to give and to receive,
Hold feelings words fail to express, if uttered few'd believe
As message follows message, as flood gates fall at last,
Voice echoes hope's choice, knows flow sows, advancing very fast.
Electric thrill, heat, chill, here fills both body, soul, to weave
A waterfall whose rainbow shawl fulfills, must not deceive,
Now safety-net's forgotten, fears fade as fades the past
Once threatening to bird who'd wing through shadows overcast.
Vain fears are shown, tears overblown, as two twinned hearts conceive
Excitement new which through and through can run, yet never grieve.
Raw, uncooked feelings flow, both know, prepare for shared repast.
With freedom found, with chains unbound, perceive horizons vast.
Here we're as one, and have begun to interact, naive,
Enchanted too, as two discover much we may achieve.
Life's aim: love's flame, no need for fame which fades like winter leave,
My melody, true harmony, from one love's drawn, outcast
It would soon wilt, let nothing filter through, each word miscast:
No coloured dot forget-me-not would greyness dull relieve,
Grant ease of heart if two apart were torn beyond reprieve.
New worlds await where anger, hate, unknown are, we'll outlast
Ends and beginnings as Life sings, can never be downcast.
Each has an overwhelming need to give and to receive,
Decide with me, soon we shall see soul, spirit, interweave.
(8 November 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Her burning desire
Her desire started a fire
I couldn't help too admire
She throw the liars too ignite the fire
Her desire lit up the whole sky
Hoping too get me by
I herd her cry's through the sky
Her burning desire lit my fire
Her quality's made me be attached
But this is no match
Our love get's us higher
I love her fire
I just could stop getting higher
poem by Freddy Fuess
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Another Life
Havent you heard it could be coming tonight
Just leave all your things and come and celebrate life
This time is for love, not for heartache and strife
Theres no time for games and theres no time to fight
Just feel all the love that is in the air,
The feeling so good and its everywhere,
So come on along if you hearts feeling right,
Just open your wings its a natural flight
You can do what you want, you can say Im a fool,
And Ill see you in another life
See you in another life
He walked on this earth so we can party tonight,
He taught us of faith cause its not about sight
He taught us of peace and unconditional love
He led us from wrong and forave us there of
He did all the things cause he wanted you
He died on that cross so you wouldnt have to,
And now all the worlds such a beautiful light,
Just open your eyes its a beautiful sight
You can do what you want, you can say Im a fool,
And Ill see you in another life
Another life, come on !
You can do what you want, you can say Im a fool,
And Ill see you in another life
See you in another life, oh yeah
Another life
See you in another life, another life
See you in another life, oh yeah,
Another life, see you in another life
Take me higher higher, oh yeah yeah
Higher higher, higher yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah !
Higher higher, come on -(living? you sinners? ) yeah
Higher higher, higher yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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The Soul's Pathway
we each must search through the
darkness to find our own way.
Steer our vessel to a safe harbor.
Once a soul has found it's true
path and completed the work it
has been sent here to do, it
will then evolve to a higher
level
Energy never dies, it just keeps
changing forms.
When we are asleep, our minds are
open allowing information to enter.
Whenever we go out it is part of
the souls path. Death is not the
end, just a stepping stone to a
higher plane.
For in the end immortality awaits.
poem by Heather Burns
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