Part of us
Something speaks from beyond
Something writhes alive
In each of us
Something pulls and breathes
Beyond our touch
They call it instinct
But it is magically distinct
And can lead, lead, lead
To something in your core
They call it power of the brain
But it’s so much more
It cannot be explained away
It cannot be spoken out of existence
They call it the mi...
Sunday 14th May 2023 11:03 pm
One
I’m sorry to disappoint you
That I can be too sweet and so weak
And yet I can be cold and cruel too
That I can completely snap to my core
And morph into a creature of different sorts
I’m sorry that I’m not white or black
Or immaculate
Or of any matter
For that fact
I’m not anything
At all
Not wholly whole
You see,
Incompleteness
Has been my superpower
...Monday 8th May 2023 9:09 pm
Aethereal protégée
Universal consciousness is omnipresent
— living vicariously, we too are one - and the same,
Having the time of our lives
all knowing— enlightened divine sparks
going —Godspeed.
This is a way of life:
Anatomic amino acid building blocks chain letters,
into the complex double helix;
in our initials is a chemical signature—me and my significant other have between us—
this bond, that
she...
Saturday 15th April 2023 3:43 pm
Spirit
Can I tell you something crazy?
I believe in spirit.
No, not the Hollywood kind,
something far more sinister and subtle.
It can take many forms,
Spirit of deceit
Spirit of vengeance
Spirit of Lust
Spirit of apathy
You can summon them
You do not rule them
The only thing they can do is lie,
and maybe put on a nice light show.
But there is another...
Friday 20th May 2022 6:03 pm
The Coming of a New Age
With every year's end - the advent marks the start of a new day,
as human kind we’re always growing wiser, furthermore, fully face to face with the task of taking baby steps toward a straight forward path —
It’s time to take a stand…
(With that being said: we really need to enjoy such a joyous occasion)
In an effort to boost morale; International Women’s Day should pronounce a two part holiday...
Friday 15th April 2022 8:35 am
The Wave
Is there sound at the bottom of the wave?
When the crack of my split-fingers breaks silence, and the whip hits the air.
It vibrates.
Is sound at the bottom of the vibration?
The crest and the trough sweep the air in back-forthed opposition, so that my fingers: could knock on the door of existence.
When I snap my fingers, does the sound make reverb like a drop in the water?
Whe...
Tuesday 7th December 2021 11:57 pm
Wind
I hear you, sneaking there – whispering among the tree’s,
A delicate touch, they barely stir, as you dance amongst the leaves.
You carry scent, the messages of life, as across the land you fly,
With hidden notes upon your wings, story's spun within the eye.
Yet upon a whim your attitude can change, your ire you want to show.
You shake, you roar, you bend and break – you hu...
Sunday 26th September 2021 9:52 pm
Detailed moment
The expanded world in different light,
shadows leaving for the rays of purer sight.
With references from the stars above,
echoes of thunder by distinctive love.
Solar tracks that convey strokes of fate,
just as you thought it’s all to late.
Transcendent gypsy caravan that moves,
towards the mysterious realm approves.
The freedom calling unfaltering trust,
...
Thursday 22nd July 2021 7:42 am
THE MORNING, SO CALM
Ujjal Mandal, West Bengal, India
The morning was taking a shower
in the honey dew, I asked her
why are you so calm? She told me,
'the deep I am, the less I speak'.
Sunday 18th April 2021 1:59 am
Illumination
occult curriculum, whispers of the ancients, leave for letting out secrets
oil lamp kindling catching flames; shining begotten light from passerbys
in between classes, shifting penrose stairs lead into underlying framework on occasion
halls lined with rooks adjacent and curators searching for a select
rites of secret passageways proclaimed, karma to the dark is just a means to an end
time and...
Saturday 4th April 2020 11:11 am
splendid resplendence
in your essence I sense resplendence
could do no wrong by me, your personably impressioned defendant
your honor is what I strive for
it's why the day turns to night, sun and moon argue back and forth
fight about what's wrong and who's right, tug of war
light bends but doesn't break, shines through the prism, and is perceived in different waves
I met you once but my memory is starting to fa...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 3:38 pm
I saw you
We met when you needed me
I saw the suffering
I saw the pain
I came to comfort you
To take it away
I did not know you would follow
Friday 22nd November 2019 1:25 am
AND ONE DAY - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS
And one day,
the sun stopped,
the rain stopped falling,
the flowers didn't look high,
the sky emptied of stars,
then a tear dripped
from the heart and became our breath.
We need a sacred tear,
before the fall...
Tuesday 17th September 2019 8:18 pm
second wind
My vitality feels resuscitated with every breathe we share
two halves of a heart
you are the oxygen that pumps, vestibule, pair of consonance heartbeats
bounce off the walls.
we jump up and down hand in hand
your touch warms through and lights a fire inside and around
sound mind when your whisper incites a riot
the night is charged, god particles in the air.
our souls dance...
Friday 30th August 2019 4:12 am
Shaman
I'm posting this following a conversation I had with the botanist John Parker (Director, Cambridge University Botanic Garden, 1996-2010) after a public reading from the book Deciphering Ancient Minds: The Mystery of San Bushman Rock Art by David Lewis-Williams and Sam Challis (Thames & Hudson, 2012). The South African San "bushmen" and their culture are a particular interest of John's, and we brie...
Wednesday 28th August 2019 7:55 pm
WHERE IS THE MAGIC? - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS
Where is the magic?
We all start out knowing magic.
We are born with hurricanes and whirlwinds,
oceans and galaxies inside us.
We are able to sing to birds and read the clouds
and see the destiny in grains of sand.
But we have forgotten the magic
and we feel without compass, alone and desperately,
only selfishness, only pain, fear and darkness.
But, magic of love has nev...
Sunday 25th August 2019 4:33 pm
soul mates
Let's let our thoughts tango and let our souls mate
my heart on my sleeve, on display
she is my armor, forever with fervor
worth the search for, pain couldn't hurt more
Her radiance blazes, visually a spectacle
her calming presence.
In essence, my mind linger.
Drift off to the cosmos. to a place where space and time coincide
I see her constellation and engage, warp drive
...Thursday 25th July 2019 2:02 am
Atypical ascension
Roses in bloom as i scale the stairs from my tomb
I've been away a long time,but the sweet scent of morning dew brings me closer to you
Felt like the fall from heaven was endless
but our hands met when you picked me up, foreign land for both of us but you never lost your gentle touch
I wake up and send praise to the gods, the woman of my dreams persists into my arms
she p...
Tuesday 18th June 2019 10:46 pm
It's Easier to Believe
It's easier to believe
I am a child of the most high God
than to live a life of despair.
It's easier to believe
everything happens for a reason
than to question fate.
It's easier to believe
love is everywhere
than to give in to hate.
It's easier to believe
in forgiveness
than remain a victim.
It's easier to believe
in abundant blessings
than mounting problems.
It's easier ...
Friday 28th December 2018 5:30 pm
I saw God today
I saw God today
the sun shooting rays down between the clouds
I saw God today
in the tears of a friend who was hurting
I saw God today
in the smile of others and the pride in their eyes
I saw God today
as I looked in the mirror and realized my eyes were clear
for the first time in a very long time
I saw God today
in every raindrop and in every lightening strike
I s...
Friday 31st August 2018 10:05 pm
Colourful creation
grassy green pastures,
brown skin pastor
singing rhythm and blues
about the crimson red flow
that makes me and you
white as snow
snow, fades as it melts
but the sky is left
with a colorful belt
that reminds us that this green earth
will not drown in muddy brown waters
let's sing the rhythm and blues
about the crimson red flow
that makes me and you
white as snow
Monday 1st May 2017 10:25 pm
Flying My Birds
I fly the birds around this place
We chat amongst the trees
The wildlife up in this place
Contains a rainbow breeze.
The truth rises to the top
A quiet frozen mountain
I fly my birds up to the top
To chat and to surround it.
Discussing the monopoly,
Folks with greed in mind--
I'm the messenger of truth
Sending my birds to fly.
The Greed-ridden dictators
Own...
Thursday 14th April 2016 5:18 am
Coffee for Two
Coffee for Two
the coffee shop overfilling and ringing
with mirth and memorable conversation,
floating and finding ownership in the
crooks and crannies of the enclosed room.
no longer smoke but steam.
spent words between friends and strangers alike.
the aloneness cuts through and slices
the moments like a dark dagger cutting
through the thick fog offered up by the
...Saturday 6th February 2016 7:39 pm
Tight rope
All sides, when darkness me envelop
Hopelessly, when unthinkable seems hope
A chimera, when the abyss
With saw-like teeth yawns
Expectant me to drop,
To cling on, to cross over
There is a tight rope
God-for a single second
That doesn't stop
To emerge atop
Up all problems that pop!
Sunday 23rd November 2014 2:04 pm
The Seer
Warning, not for the light hearted, contains very strong poetry concerning the darker side of seeing.
Thought I may aswell open with something dark and hard hitting, take the warning seriously though and be aware the Poem is about true life experience.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3tLS__ATuS4
Please feel free to post comment/ critique.
Thankyou
...
Saturday 22nd December 2012 8:43 pm
The Soul of an Artist
The soul of an artist,
famine or harvest.
An exercise in extremity,
symmetric serenity.
Raw yet crafted
a tool made from bone
fleshed out by interpreting existence.
The soul of an artist,
famine or harvest.
An exercise in extremity,
symmetric serenity.
A fusion of real and surreal
a soulful symbiote
intertwined with their v...
Monday 19th November 2012 5:25 pm
The edges of sadness
Hope is ...
Carried away on ocean tides.
Treacherous waters,
surround the lighthouse.
Sometimes wounds bleed a darker red,
staining blurred snippets of memory,
from impoverished depths.
Bubbles rise to the surface
pouring out bottled tears.
Rotating light shines,
illuminating the edges of sadness.
Waiting to rescue lost souls
and abandoned ...
Tuesday 22nd March 2011 5:50 pm
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