Poetry Contests Online at The Poetic Link

This Poem was Submitted By: Regis L Chapman On Date: 2006-01-12 17:00:35 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

To Listen to Music While Reading this Poem, just Click Here!

Click Here To add this poem to your "Voting Possibilities" list!

Song of the Undescribed

Om Bolo and so I have been inside you solo and stood beside I have provided for you a trail and a place to cut yourself upon you see me everywhere and look right past...gone struck between the eyes by the sun and moon ...light once we shook hands and you breathed into me I give that you may live and take from you what you cannot use any longer yet you remain unsure and remembrances live inside but a breath beneath the bird my undescribed and unchanged texture know yourself again and again outside when outside kith and ken Om Bolo sing yourself again and again outside bends ...outside in Om Bolo solo One Om

Additional Notes:
In yoga, there is the concept of Brahman- the substratum of all existence, unchanging, formless and everpresent. It is the screen upon which the cosmic play is shown. This is an attempt to describe the undescribable. Hi to all my favorite poet peoples out there. I haven't posted in a while... Hope you like it. Some news about me- I am at a new ashram in Grass Valley to stay for a long time. It is the Sivananda Ashram Yoga Farm.

This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2006-02-05 17:13:19
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.40000
Regis, I think your talking of the voice within. The inner godliness of the good and even the 'bad'. It's with us, in us, a part of us, guarding us, loving us..... When people talk of no God, how can they explain that? It's the energy of life/God. And that energy returns to him....... Om meand God, what does Bolo mean? take care and keep on, Dellena

This Poem was Critiqued By: Mark Andrew Hislop On Date: 2006-02-02 15:43:27
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.60000
Reeg I do like it. And it reads like a chant, a meditation. I would have given my eye teeth, once upon a time, to do what you're doing. I spent some time in a Buddhist temple, and loved it, the focus, and the striving. You're doing a great thing. Thanks for the read. Mark

This Poem was Critiqued By: Thomas H. Smihula On Date: 2006-02-01 07:32:19
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.46429
This was nice sharing meditation with us and song. I wish the format presentation had a pattern to the lyrics enhancing the flow of the piece. Seemed as if it all ran together without any breaks. Just a thought from this reader and thank you for sharing a feeling.

This Poem was Critiqued By: Brandon Gene Petit On Date: 2006-01-22 09:50:27
Critiquer Rating During Critique: Unknown
I had trouble with the meaning of this poem but clarity was never really a main deciding factor for me. A good baffling, mystifying poem i sneeded at least once in a while to exercise the mind and pique the curiosity of the soul. A lot of interesting lins here, and that simply on its own makes a good poem. My favorite part is the line about "...breathing beneath the bird..." Very cool. I'm happy with the poem as is but I would love to hear your commentary and explanations on some of the mor eobscure parts of the poem if you choose to reply to my critique. - B.G. Petit

This Poem was Critiqued By: Brandon Gene Petit On Date: 2006-01-22 09:50:20
Critiquer Rating During Critique: Unknown
I had trouble with the meaning of this poem but clarity was never really a main deciding factor for me. A good baffling, mystifying poem i sneeded at least once in a while to exercise the mind and pique the curiosity of the soul. A lot of interesting lins here, and that simply on its own makes a good poem. My favorite part is the line about "...breathing beneath the bird..." Very cool. I'm happy with the poem as is but I would love to hear your commentary and explanations on some of the mor eobscure parts of the poem if you choose to reply to my critique. - B.G. Petit

This Poem was Critiqued By: Terry A On Date: 2006-01-18 19:57:17
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Om Bolo -does that mean, God Is. ? This poem is quite lovely, more a prayer as the great Psalms of the Bible. As such, I won't critique it as a poem; and hope that you will share more of your experiences at the ashram. Both good and bad. Terry

This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2006-01-14 16:58:05
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.00000
Dear Regis, It's so nice to see you posting here again! Also my best to you, in your venture on the yogo farm. It sounds inspiring - and fulfilling to be able to be a part of that. Good luck there. I have to admit, I'm not well educated on the practice other than an exercise review which I took years ago. I remember it being, very relaxing to do, and still on occasion practice the breathing exercises. The individual wellness of a persons spirit, counts for very much and those of us who don't look for it are missing something big. Speaking in the first person, I think, you are telling about getting to know ones self, completely, is that right? I recognize the fact that you've included a chant, but don't know what it is. All lending to the spiritual side of this piece. This is a beautiful thought: I give that you may live and take from you what you cannot use any longer Very deep, and poetic. I'm glad you are back, hope to read more from you. Take care, Denimari

Poetry Contests Online at The Poetic Link

Click HERE to return to ThePoeticLink.com Database Page!