Victorious Creatures Celebrating Life
a lot of joy cycles here
in a brevity of life celebration
joy in a moment lived
Poem Title by Miroslava Odalovic, in our fusion of Stratum Thoughts.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A stratum thought
A stratum thought to a single mind
Bestowed below u sunshine beam
A gliding endless down the streams
Of light-there with you I dined
I could never forget the feast
The craving and the heart
Beating below again to rise
You told me I was my own queen
In a pack of cards a cardboard star
I told you I was a star never seen
By a horseman hooved to ride so far
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Spontaneous Brevity Life Celebration
joy leap joy skip joy dance
joy in brevity of life lives
joy in brevity life celebration
joy in a moment pace lives
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Look Of Split Hair
a lock of split hair
rests on the fusion of uranium eyes
scaled for its weight
scolded for its freedom
it'll wind with the smoke
of snake forgotten wisdom
around the trees blast felled down
end up in an atom
no poem can describe
rest silence closed
in the medallion of God
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Even Though I Plan To Cheat On The Astrologist
there's a foreboding of a life being too short
to spend on a daily mercy killing
of things that life is made of
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Sing/Pjevaj
Sing life to your restlessness.
Pjevaj zivot svom nemiru.
©Miroslava Odalovic
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Stimulant Spice To Life
while cherishing variety
thy pen the origin becomes
inspiration is for several
simple poems I deeply love
for one who thinks dreams
in stratum layered words
inter-dimensions wonders
appreciation adored variety
is stimulant spice to life
(Inspired by the writer and poetess Miroslava Odalovic)
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Oneness
In thousands of tongues the same song is sung
The same nest's a flight in sky to be done
Place them up and down between and among
Multitude of voices singing only one
In thousands of thoughts silent thinking climbes
Up the throne of possible to the throne of peace
Soul language circles body's silent mimes
Poem- body movement that will never cease
It's made in secret flesh burned in passion tides
It's sung on sacred lips clinging to the flames
The multitude tucked on perfect oneness hides
Divine revelation the Name of all the names
2010.
©Miroslava Odalovic
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Spread your soul and lift
Your call towards the gift
The present of a child a never ending now
To live here each moment in a God blessed vow
©Miroslava Odalović
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If I am the dropp the morning conceived
Let me be that water oh beautiful
That comes to your lip and makes you heart speak
That leaks through its holes into the world
Where the world is but a place to be
Next to your smile and close to your hand
Hugging the edges of dawn
Hear me there say the moment will rise
To time void of flow and eyes void of tears
In memory blue at the door of paradise
©Miroslava Odalovic
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A Child’s Toy
a whirl of sunshine and cup of blue
within a single line of poetry
our world becomes a spinning top
First prime line written by Miroslava Odalovic.
Title, second and third lines written by Terence George Craddock
Copyright © Miroslava Odalovic and Terence George Craddock
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The Only Poem Is The Poem/ At The Moment Of Its Writing
THE ONLY POEM IS THE POEM
The only poem is the poem
At the moment of its writing
The poem being lived now
The poem I am trying to make
The poem of these lines.
The only poem now is this one-
And this poem is so small and so self- reflexive
That it is not much of a poem at all.
The only poem is not much of a poem at all
This one
And me now? .
But what about everything else I have not done?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Dream extreme fantasy
Dare a say a ride
Dream extreme virtual waves
Windswept on so high a tide
©Miroslava Odalovic
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Language/Jezik
Is like a bad detective always a way behind a good criminal.
Jezik je kao los detektiv uvijek u zaostatku za dobrim kriminalcem.
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Men/Muskarci
Men are like mine field I get killed each time.
Muskarci su kao minsko polje svaki put poginem.
©Miroslava Odalovic
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Contemporary knowledge
Contemporary knowledge is perfectly categorized in drawers.
Savremeno znanje je savrseno kategorizovano u ladicama.
©Miroslava Odalovic
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Plato
Who built in Plato into contemporary caves?
Ko je ugradio Platona u savremene pecine?
©Miroslava Odalovic
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A global aphorism extended
An anti tie truth is a white collar lie
And I collect spit in my eye
©Miroslava Odalovic&Harry Principle
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U what
United Nations successfully nationize their unions.
Ujedinjene Nacije uspjesno nacionisu svoje unije.
©Miroslava Odalovic
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Pollyteaparty
When Polly puts the wrong kettles on
All guests are easily dead and gone.
©Miroslava Odalovic
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My cellars were closed
The doors shut wept
No name on
My secret kept
Seep below a frozen ground
Stood silent like lips
Making no sound
©Miroslava Odalovic
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