Reality through senses to embrace
the attribute-less sky we paint in blue
a superimposition on pure space
just misperceived appearance, seeming true
The rippled water, much like restless mind
unfaithfully reflects the moon’s true face
Nocturnal dance of lunar waves entwined
at birth of dawn, will leave no single trace
Yet, in a silent mind, there is no dance
nor moon’s distorted mask that seems so real
no water and no waves in tidal trance
no sky that clouds of ignorance conceal
Let water, moon and dance return to naught
in still, enlightened spirit, free from thought
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artwork : mark spain “reflected moon”
http://www.collect-art.com/view-picture.asp?work=3421
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Whatever we see is apparent, not absolute, since it is seen through senses which have their own limits. To see absolute entity we need to come out of the domain of senses and go to the limitless enlightened state of super consciousness. Your sonnet here has depicted this very well.
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What an insightful Sonnet! We do spend too much time chasing the illusions of our perceptions, at the expense of an enlightened spirit!!! Bravo!!!
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Mesmerizing and blessed with wisdom. A perfect sonnet penned in decasyllable and flowing iamb. The Volta is prominent yet subtle; written in the true fashion of a classic.
Love,
Amera♥
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Responsum
For who'd fling off dance, dancer, bed and board,
in search of essence sure, pure search for search,
perchance perceives song, singer, vocal chord
as earthly trammel's church [s]he'd leave in lurch.
Yet some would sing that moon's most barren waste
embraces foreign bodies from afar,
that craters seeds secrete for future haste,
prepare events while time strum's rhyme's guitar.
For dust to dust on subatomic scale
leaves ripple traces, may not wave goodbye
to measurement, as fossil light, thought stale,
returns to base in starlight by and by.
Temptation most attractive seems non-thought
but few who tread its path find peace as taught...
All spins, all dances, anti-matter too,
all wins, advances, to a second state.
Should discontent or non-content hold true
when it itself is phrase, prepares phase fate ?
The monuments State, sect er[r]ects with glue
to trap or map Society are void
of meaning when Time, Morals, change renew -
yet are rejected options sense devoid ?
The weave-world patterns in dimensions N
the harmonies, the music of the spheres,
one day may be interpreted, and then
U-turn, both U and non U, disappears.
Who tunes in key with energy's wave runes
may surf self's surge foam roam, on cue balloon.
This sonnet sequence could continue well
through next big bang's accordion, thence rise
again to hear one clapping hand plumb well
whose depth defies both measurement, surprise.
Upon its sundry aspects one could dwell
with eloquence still definitions flying
until last trace of himalayan shell
time's bird will wipe, and still deny all dying.
But arguments around pre-destinned plans
though tempting, try and test attention spans ...
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dear jonathan
your poetic responses are as delightful as ever ...
truly masterful,
thank you so much,
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I had to read this several times and with each time I read it, I was taken to a deeper meaning Not only do we wear masks for the world but also imbeded in our minds we wear masks that shield us from chaos and turmoil of soul unblended with our own consien
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Fantastic Imagery!!!
I felt as though I were there, right beside your rippled pond. Words can never adequately convey my sincere appreciation of this poem. Your muse is not only an intellectual, but also creatively insightful and absolutely brilliant!!!
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Very deep
It reminds me of Thoreau's comment in "Walden": When you invert your head [on looking at the pond] you would think that you could walk dry under it to the opposite hills.
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Excellent
I do not know why my mind is restless today! Perhaps I have lost something that definitely was not untrue like the moon in rippled water in your poem. You will remain as true as ever to me because are we not Sat Chit Ananda - Existence, Knowledge and Bliss absolute!!
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thank you for the precious reminder, brother ...
yes, all those vasanas emerging little by little, can be quite overwhelming ...
the good thing is that once they're seen, they dissolve ...
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Hi Maa!
Just to let you know, I care! Very good sonnet. Even being Iambically deficient, I can feel the rhythm to this. I like the theme and how you carried it out. Darn, I just like your work. So, have a great day!
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iambically deficient : please precise perceived flaws
for an eventual improvement ...
thank you,
maa
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These are deep philosophical questions, and your examination reflects study of eastern traditions. I like your synthesis, I am truly amazed at your facility in couching these ideas in sonnet form. This is excellent, and you deserve much praise.
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You use images effortlessly to show the contrast of mindchatter and stillness. The rhyme and meter are lovely. I enjoyed this very much, and wish you well in the contest.
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This is so good Marion. I don't know where your inspiration comes from, but it makes you write delightful verses.
The last quatern is splendid
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Wow! I just loved everything you did with the reverberating waves of water and moonlight. You describe it in multiple ways giving a fullness to the experience. This was just dreamy. An amazing sonnet, my dear.
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Near-perfect. Myself, if I had punctuation internal to the lines, I would have punctuated the whole. But I think this is as good a sonnet as you have ever written.
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