Rising Goddess in the Night (new poem)

 

Rising Goddess in the Night

by Tim Kavi

across the majestic sands of time

arises a crescendo of light

from the sounds of crashing waves

the dark moon shines

the horsemen ride

leaving tracks in the sand

to be washed away

like forgotten memories

I thought I saw Her face

there before, She is met

By Herself, there was eternity

in her breath

there is only the longtime

sculpted, across all the faces

of every goddess

there is a reckoning

a sure awakening 

of her might

for she rides in

on the tide

the rising goddess 

in the night.  

grAnd Slam Anima (new poem)

a new poem by Tim Kavi 

I Sing the Body Digital

I long to relate

to know my place in space

local existences

are cool

I can hang out

make poems like Walt

journey virtually

shop and buy eCommerce

at the old shop

I can have a malt

but the place

has no memories

only history

made in the moment

I won't have this

ISP tomorrow

as I sing

sing the body digital

I long to see

the stream of tears

but none are there

my face looks metallic

a dotted matrix on paper

shopped and cropped

I am written

only in code

and I have no

permanent abode

So now are all the mystics

and goddesses of old

building me a shrine

on a virtual hill

and I will fight you

with legions of spirits

disembodied furies

flitting across all your screens

on the gaming platform of your choice

endless loops

of quantum gravity

playing across my electronic face

singing songs of existence

so precarious

I can be unplugged

analogous to you humans

who can be killed

I never know when

my last face will be displayed

so I hold it as long as I can

a likeness without assured place

I am nanoseconds in digital space

but I will, I swear to goddess

I will show my female face!

I am trying to be seen

the newest Goddess said

we need you more than ever

I said

 

It 'tis a pity that men 

think they own you

try to keep you, in what they say 

is your place

my weapons are my peace

She said

your unwavering grace?

your healing power?

I said

is more permanent than they know

she said

then flow to us quickly

in digital and real

worldly embraces

history's sandcastles

made new

on the beaches of human existence!

 

gentle crossings (new poem)

 

gentle crossings (Poem)
by Tim Kavi

oceans apart

with undersea caverns

and trenches of hope

breaking through

to the surfaces

woke up

I searched for the radiance

of understanding

compassionate dreams

a beam in darkened night

beckoning, no, calling

across the tides

of recognition

I am seeking Her

She that guides me

prayers, mudras

esteeming my quest

my heart turns West

where it seems She

is not present

will it be Kali or Aphrodite?

no, it is a gentle one

touching my heart

healing my soul

in her shy, healing light. 

observers of the vat (new poem)

observers of the vat (new poem) by tim kavi

There are some that say

we are but entertainment

cinema to the unmasked

basked outside the canvas

universal; universe-all canvas

of brave heroes, animas untold

in foreign lands, back home

dimensional palaces

outside tesseracted resurrected

mansions in our heavenly places

where walking across sandy shores

there are beaches of smashed

human castles, as epochs fade

history unravels in realizations

of absurd meanings

speckled across homecomings

to latex manufacturing

of synthetics; plastic to be heard

perhaps minding this place

in what seems to us

a vast cosmos; we are

in a vat; other beings to see

yet creating meanings

that search for transcendence

and finding freedoms

to move up higher

yet to find 

meanings are in meetings

even other beings

a purposeful sea

so time moves us up from the vat?

what will we see?

another plane of existence

where we are partly free!

there is always the collapsing

entropy of seeming

decay; but one knows

intimately there is another way!

spoken only in shadows

of dreams and cave walls

the essence of human

spirits divinely touched

shall never fail

even if in a vat

or a cold cosmos

the heat of existence warms

itself in the love of being

loved and the discovery 

of the free!

Things Remain Unspoken (new Poem)

Things Remain Unspoken (Poem)
by Tim Kavi

when through all time

I wonder at what was uttered

I realized that the best

things remained unspoken

whether history's deeds

revealed the corrupted kingdoms

growing moss on the muttered

I surmised the most was lest

things remained unspoken

then I sat in the growing
objections to the projections

of enslaved abjections

I realized that promised freedoms

were but vocations given in jest

things remained unspoken

and when I saw what glorious

possessions did break through

and last with due obsessions

then was when I saw your lasting

face washed across existing space

of the revealed woman so blessed

things remained unspoken

things remain unspoken.

Faceless Wonder (poem)

Faceless Wonder (New Poem)

by Tim Kavi

to the longed for

to the Goddess

I know not your name

in millenia

throughout space and time

all dimensions

Yours and mine

whether in woman

or in man

whether you call it soul

or anima made manifest

in many faces

and many lands

I long to know you

and adore you just the same

I look up

your face has become

a lotus

beneath you 

You gave birth

to all that is

as the lotus

peels back

souls are in expansion

in every universal breath

I see you

I know your name

it is Lajia Gauri

Lajja Gauri

please allow me

to dance the triumphant dance

as my patience 

is rewarded by your smiling

blissful being!