Spiritual Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#spiritual
spiritual seeking honest critique poems. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
~of the bond(ed), [love’s] labour :: in a pureform freeflow
#1~an unself
a wanton drowning
forgottenness this is..
imbibing unto your oceanic
juices.. an osmosis so drunken
drowsy mesmerise …am a mere
skeletal mermaid swimming walking
breathing .. in just your firing fluidic
essence, pithy or bloody or bony
or lighted or airy.. a solidifying
nothingness .. perhaps more
of a zeroing in fullness
yet in this becoming you, i
have a consciously meted out
#2. a dire ignorance
on you, yes you
as an ever...
a wanton drowning
forgottenness this is..
imbibing unto your oceanic
juices.. an osmosis so drunken
drowsy mesmerise …am a mere
skeletal mermaid swimming walking
breathing .. in just your firing fluidic
essence, pithy or bloody or bony
or lighted or airy.. a solidifying
nothingness .. perhaps more
of a zeroing in fullness
yet in this becoming you, i
have a consciously meted out
#2. a dire ignorance
on you, yes you
as an ever...
#love
#spiritual
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Crystal Winter Sky
The day moves so slowly
Frozen in it's breath
Sun goes down so lonely
In the distant frosty west
Cold, malevolent winds are blowing
All hope has gone away
While fading life is flowing
Into a wintry, snowy haze
Icicles frozen in time
A snow angel spreads her wings to fly
Church bells and gongs chime
Hands reach out into a crystal winter sky
Frozen in it's breath
Sun goes down so lonely
In the distant frosty west
Cold, malevolent winds are blowing
All hope has gone away
While fading life is flowing
Into a wintry, snowy haze
Icicles frozen in time
A snow angel spreads her wings to fly
Church bells and gongs chime
Hands reach out into a crystal winter sky
#heaven
#nature
#rhyming
#spiritual
#winter
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Love to a Gunfight
"We're bringing love to a gunfight."
~ Janiva Magness
Your enemies are your greatest teachers
—the ones who step on your triggers
revealing wounds that haven't yet healed
Each lesion that re-lacerates history
is an opportune time to decide
how we're going to react or reply
There are no coincidences in life
nor mistakes, only experience
lessons to spiritually advance
Thank those who perceive you
their adversary—their gift
is the greatest...
~ Janiva Magness
Your enemies are your greatest teachers
—the ones who step on your triggers
revealing wounds that haven't yet healed
Each lesion that re-lacerates history
is an opportune time to decide
how we're going to react or reply
There are no coincidences in life
nor mistakes, only experience
lessons to spiritually advance
Thank those who perceive you
their adversary—their gift
is the greatest...
#conflict
#love
#philosophical
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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Stevie Nicks
I blur the lines, paint my toes black,
When the weight of the world pulls me back.
I've always loved the witches who roam,
In forests where they make their own home.
They live on a frequency, a different wave,
Healing with herbs, the earth they crave.
I give people their medicine, sweet and raw,
A touch of the wild, a glimpse of the law.
Take me far from the city's glow,
To howl at the moon, where the wild winds blow.
Dancing through nights with Stevie Nicks songs,
Whispers of freedom...
When the weight of the world pulls me back.
I've always loved the witches who roam,
In forests where they make their own home.
They live on a frequency, a different wave,
Healing with herbs, the earth they crave.
I give people their medicine, sweet and raw,
A touch of the wild, a glimpse of the law.
Take me far from the city's glow,
To howl at the moon, where the wild winds blow.
Dancing through nights with Stevie Nicks songs,
Whispers of freedom...
#love
#spiritual
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Path
I want to capture your beauty,
Not as an artist, but as a poet.
Let the love songs be sung by others,
Let me speak to your soul in words
seldom used.
I break out the violin bow,
For your heartstrings scream to be played.
God, I see you,
Pushing me toward Him,
Even as I try to turn and run.
You’re the moon,
And I’m the ocean,
Trying to avoid your gravitational pull.
You affect my tides,
Twice a week,
Yet I dream of you,
And still, I turn from the path...
Not as an artist, but as a poet.
Let the love songs be sung by others,
Let me speak to your soul in words
seldom used.
I break out the violin bow,
For your heartstrings scream to be played.
God, I see you,
Pushing me toward Him,
Even as I try to turn and run.
You’re the moon,
And I’m the ocean,
Trying to avoid your gravitational pull.
You affect my tides,
Twice a week,
Yet I dream of you,
And still, I turn from the path...
#LifeAsAWriter
#patience
#relationships
#spiritual
#WritingPoetry
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karmic wheel
unyielding pain has me meditating, entering an altered state
my third eye blinks open and I see the shadow world around me
many denizens balancing the Karmic wheel
my heart is broken and I wonder why
inquiring, the denizens only stop for moment, to answer my question
it you heart is to break it will be broken, because it is ordered
your understanding of this powerful emotion is in it's infancy
please consider your actions in regards to you self only
the wheel will remain balanced
then they point out over a desert city
where...
my third eye blinks open and I see the shadow world around me
many denizens balancing the Karmic wheel
my heart is broken and I wonder why
inquiring, the denizens only stop for moment, to answer my question
it you heart is to break it will be broken, because it is ordered
your understanding of this powerful emotion is in it's infancy
please consider your actions in regards to you self only
the wheel will remain balanced
then they point out over a desert city
where...
#karma
#kindness
#love
#morality
#spiritual
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~my gallant spelunker
You had seen death &... felt it
all through its mysteries & pain..
challenged it like an Avatar..
& had come back .. here again..
kicking alive.. it’s a miraculous
divinity.. You are nothing but
God.. “
the flying sparks of this fiery
towering bonfire… of this a messy
rainy day over this steepy hill slope
of a difficult terrain… you are carried
here by your loving souls’ in their
palanquin of united hands.. you
wrapped up in...
all through its mysteries & pain..
challenged it like an Avatar..
& had come back .. here again..
kicking alive.. it’s a miraculous
divinity.. You are nothing but
God.. “
the flying sparks of this fiery
towering bonfire… of this a messy
rainy day over this steepy hill slope
of a difficult terrain… you are carried
here by your loving souls’ in their
palanquin of united hands.. you
wrapped up in...
#courage
#healing
#love #spiritual
#love #spiritual
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American Churches
A pastor Jim Schulz resides there.
The one we pass along the road
whose lettered sign deplores
excuse for sin, and extols grace.
My bland and musty Anglia faith
askance observes this Pentecostal wrath,
the churches like warehouses of the soul,
the Wal-Mart for your Christ-shaped whole.
We see five churches on one block,
some pillared and tall, and some very small,
and one a single office stuck between
a van rental and nail bar, it seems.
Religion’s as common as commerce out here,
competing with...
The one we pass along the road
whose lettered sign deplores
excuse for sin, and extols grace.
My bland and musty Anglia faith
askance observes this Pentecostal wrath,
the churches like warehouses of the soul,
the Wal-Mart for your Christ-shaped whole.
We see five churches on one block,
some pillared and tall, and some very small,
and one a single office stuck between
a van rental and nail bar, it seems.
Religion’s as common as commerce out here,
competing with...
#America
#Christian
#religion #spiritual
#religion #spiritual
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proper ettiquette, will see
Jezabelle winks a formidabel woman
she was Sampsons down fall
he was warned not to cut his hair
God was sorely disappointed, He lost a warrior that day
Sampson heed that of a woman over him
magic incantation in the color of rainbow
representing all spectrums humming on their own wavelenth
it's a ancient magic created before the sun open his eyes
it is the language of the soul
my thoughts are chided
why do you not do the rituals of the ancients
or write things down
utterking I don't...
she was Sampsons down fall
he was warned not to cut his hair
God was sorely disappointed, He lost a warrior that day
Sampson heed that of a woman over him
magic incantation in the color of rainbow
representing all spectrums humming on their own wavelenth
it's a ancient magic created before the sun open his eyes
it is the language of the soul
my thoughts are chided
why do you not do the rituals of the ancients
or write things down
utterking I don't...
#dark
#magic
#spiritual
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~the trans-ease-shun #2 :: from (the not so) False Organisms to Fake Orgasms
trancing in your white velvetine translucent
thoughts.. I try to catch the sparking flames
from your hazy glimpses.. sliding smooth in
soothing lukewarm touch ..
catalytic
of a thick chemo burn of your abrasive
matchstick.. over this phosphoric browns
of my skin.. a torching singular flame
arises in a crunchy incremental acoustic
..triggering
a layered yellow & blue concentric eyeing
rings.. blazing unto a holy sooty blackening ...
thoughts.. I try to catch the sparking flames
from your hazy glimpses.. sliding smooth in
soothing lukewarm touch ..
catalytic
of a thick chemo burn of your abrasive
matchstick.. over this phosphoric browns
of my skin.. a torching singular flame
arises in a crunchy incremental acoustic
..triggering
a layered yellow & blue concentric eyeing
rings.. blazing unto a holy sooty blackening ...
#conflict
#fire
#hypocrisy
#love
#spiritual
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AQUATIC CREATURE
Diving deeper into the sea
Aquatic creature free you be
No hair…No fur…size of a pea
Silver and gold swim passed me
Transparent lesson ye teach me
My eyes now opened to clearly see
The classic beauty of simplicity
Has no need for complexity.
Your loud silence’s deafening pitch
Bothers not anyone - a single inch
Forever hydrated n your tank-water niche
Aquatic creature, you’re no snitch
Muted thoughts – your lesson’s rich:
Minding your own,
You swim alone
Back and forth – to and fro
Therapeutic tranquil...
Aquatic creature free you be
No hair…No fur…size of a pea
Silver and gold swim passed me
Transparent lesson ye teach me
My eyes now opened to clearly see
The classic beauty of simplicity
Has no need for complexity.
Your loud silence’s deafening pitch
Bothers not anyone - a single inch
Forever hydrated n your tank-water niche
Aquatic creature, you’re no snitch
Muted thoughts – your lesson’s rich:
Minding your own,
You swim alone
Back and forth – to and fro
Therapeutic tranquil...
#Christian
#faith
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
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~daily Ceylon-ing spirituali’tea’ (where we fuse as pure sex, my love)
viz: Ceylon Tea
#love
#sex
#spiritual #tea
#spiritual #tea
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DU Poetry : Spiritual Seeking Honest Critique Poems