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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:38pm
Yesterday 4:38pm
shine
gilded and beguiled
turning on the introspective light
copper energies shine
soulful renderings by artistic design
musing eternity I turn the infinite over in my mind
entering the solemn corridor a hush comes over me
twilight brushes my imaginations, crimson
delicate strokes of genius
peering into mysteries highly guarded
my thoughts open and for an instance, I'm granted entry
into the onyx kingdom, I ascend
where I see my only clothing is wisdom
woven from life's experience
the angels weep I must go back ...
turning on the introspective light
copper energies shine
soulful renderings by artistic design
musing eternity I turn the infinite over in my mind
entering the solemn corridor a hush comes over me
twilight brushes my imaginations, crimson
delicate strokes of genius
peering into mysteries highly guarded
my thoughts open and for an instance, I'm granted entry
into the onyx kingdom, I ascend
where I see my only clothing is wisdom
woven from life's experience
the angels weep I must go back ...
#love
#beauty
#spiritual
35 reads
6 Comments
Em-ily
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:12pm
Yesterday 2:12pm
We Now Return To Regularly Scheduled Programming (III of )
visiual
#fairies
16 reads
0 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
21st Sep 2020 00:20am
21st Sep 2020 00:20am
Who, Indeed?
( inspired while reading "Who Dies?" by Stephen Levine
Who dies in this
all too fatal place ?
I die, "The me" (of "I") (will, no doubt) die............
All die. All the flora. All the fauna. ( All sentient beings)
D i e.
( & down the proverbial road.......),
Earth dies, Sun dies, moon dies,
Solar system dies ( &all beyond) will die.
Terminal Uniqueness is paving my way,
much to my disturbance.
Much to disturb that art of...
Who dies in this
all too fatal place ?
I die, "The me" (of "I") (will, no doubt) die............
All die. All the flora. All the fauna. ( All sentient beings)
D i e.
( & down the proverbial road.......),
Earth dies, Sun dies, moon dies,
Solar system dies ( &all beyond) will die.
Terminal Uniqueness is paving my way,
much to my disturbance.
Much to disturb that art of...
#death
#God
#Christian
#Buddhist
#spiritual
20 reads
8 Comments
Neoma
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 6:18pm
20th Sep 2020 6:18pm
We Now Return To Regularly scheduled programming (II of )
Visiul
#magic
13 reads
0 Comments
Calamityofgin
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 3:05pm
20th Sep 2020 3:05pm
Morning prayer: at the bridge
I breathe
And bridge the gap
I breathe and build a bridge
To the harvest
To the floor of gold and fields
They shiver
But mighty and erect
They carry me
Flowing fields
Of gold and suspension
I breathe
Lungs fresh
Expelling the worst of me
Expelling the best...
Dot ..dot.. dot ..
the time I have carried
By will alone
Against my better judgement
My legs the strongholds
Of many devils and my flesh
I have made the journey prior
Mostly in my skin
My...
And bridge the gap
I breathe and build a bridge
To the harvest
To the floor of gold and fields
They shiver
But mighty and erect
They carry me
Flowing fields
Of gold and suspension
I breathe
Lungs fresh
Expelling the worst of me
Expelling the best...
Dot ..dot.. dot ..
the time I have carried
By will alone
Against my better judgement
My legs the strongholds
Of many devils and my flesh
I have made the journey prior
Mostly in my skin
My...
#faith
37 reads
4 Comments
Cloven_Zonkle
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 4:27am
20th Sep 2020 4:27am
We Now Return To Regularly Scheduled Programming (I of )
Visial
#religion
#faith
#fairies
#honesty
#magic
18 reads
0 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
19th Sep 2020 2:51pm
19th Sep 2020 2:51pm
Aimless
The star is smoldering in hour late
the curtains are reflecting reddish light
it looks at you and smiles with faith
it's birth directed it straight at your side
yearning angel tears are raining
they soak in the forest as to purify the trees
a koala is crawling, silently remaining
in unison with the crickets' dreamy wheeze.
tomorrow the summer will be dead
sun rays are caressing me, they said adieu
I look at the foamy river trails so wet
where Adam Kadmon shaped their form so new.
and I start...
the curtains are reflecting reddish light
it looks at you and smiles with faith
it's birth directed it straight at your side
yearning angel tears are raining
they soak in the forest as to purify the trees
a koala is crawling, silently remaining
in unison with the crickets' dreamy wheeze.
tomorrow the summer will be dead
sun rays are caressing me, they said adieu
I look at the foamy river trails so wet
where Adam Kadmon shaped their form so new.
and I start...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeGoals
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
46 reads
4 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
19th Sep 2020 2:15pm
19th Sep 2020 2:15pm
Meditation
The conscious stream of thought
waterfalling into your mind's
collective resevoir is an EPIC tale
but a terribly inarticulate story
as stanzas from a dozen old poems
daily are emptied into a single basin
blender where the reactive running
commentary rampant from Lemming's
Lookout ends up in the mix
Consider hitting the PAUSE button
before going over the cliff
again;
Thelma and Louise will never get their
sequel if you keep writing them off
with more script changes about how
the fast...
waterfalling into your mind's
collective resevoir is an EPIC tale
but a terribly inarticulate story
as stanzas from a dozen old poems
daily are emptied into a single basin
blender where the reactive running
commentary rampant from Lemming's
Lookout ends up in the mix
Consider hitting the PAUSE button
before going over the cliff
again;
Thelma and Louise will never get their
sequel if you keep writing them off
with more script changes about how
the fast...
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #meditation
#WritingPoetry #meditation
48 reads
9 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
19th Sep 2020 8:14am
19th Sep 2020 8:14am
DUMBSTRUCK
There’s a hole in the wall
from the thing with the chair
and a strip of veneer’s peeling away
from the wooden toilet seat
RBG has moved on
over everything
I don’t know what to do with eternity
but as always
It begins now
from the thing with the chair
and a strip of veneer’s peeling away
from the wooden toilet seat
RBG has moved on
over everything
I don’t know what to do with eternity
but as always
It begins now
#death
#feminism
29 reads
2 Comments
Stacymisla
Poem Published
19th Sep 2020 1:04am
19th Sep 2020 1:04am
The Gaze
As I gaze into the stormy dusk filled sky a familiar feeling fills the air
Equanimity
All of my thoughts perfectly balanced with lucidity
With eyes closed I rise and raise my arms allowing natures music flow through me
But then I realize
It is God who is the maestro of this symphony and it is He who is flowing through me
Absolute and unbroken
Equanimity
All of my thoughts perfectly balanced with lucidity
With eyes closed I rise and raise my arms allowing natures music flow through me
But then I realize
It is God who is the maestro of this symphony and it is He who is flowing through me
Absolute and unbroken
#rebirth
#spiritual
40 reads
5 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
18th Sep 2020 4:15pm
18th Sep 2020 4:15pm
Archangel Michael
Whose is this Decisive Light?
Intent of Will Divinely true
Holding the Sword in his hand right
in the left - a goblet of virtues
the gifts of God's benevolence
a guardian leading us through fear
his generous biddings hence
eternally win over enemies dear;
the enemy was born in us
in the path that sins and deviates
the harmony in his voice, thus,
gives us valor, might and faith!
his posture is a defendor ~ dignified,
he is watching over every roamer
he's the one that truly fortifies
with...
Intent of Will Divinely true
Holding the Sword in his hand right
in the left - a goblet of virtues
the gifts of God's benevolence
a guardian leading us through fear
his generous biddings hence
eternally win over enemies dear;
the enemy was born in us
in the path that sins and deviates
the harmony in his voice, thus,
gives us valor, might and faith!
his posture is a defendor ~ dignified,
he is watching over every roamer
he's the one that truly fortifies
with...
#God
#Christian
#angels
#heaven
#philosophical
32 reads
5 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
17th Sep 2020 11:42pm
17th Sep 2020 11:42pm
A Prayer for Sick and Lonely, (both forsaken From God's GOOD Graces).
A'times the lonely get sick,
A'times the sick be lonely,
Sometimes the lonely are sick,
And ViceVersa.
(Are you sick? Are You lonely?
You can tell me.
I'm avid supporter [& participant] of both.
Sicklonely Lonelysick and so'forth)
A'times the sick must kill the lonely.
A'times the lonely will pummel the sick
in their sick'beds with base'ball bats, hammers,
axes, dove feathers, and what-have-You.
(Sometimes the earth itself seems sick,
seems lonely).
A'times the...
A'times the sick be lonely,
Sometimes the lonely are sick,
And ViceVersa.
(Are you sick? Are You lonely?
You can tell me.
I'm avid supporter [& participant] of both.
Sicklonely Lonelysick and so'forth)
A'times the sick must kill the lonely.
A'times the lonely will pummel the sick
in their sick'beds with base'ball bats, hammers,
axes, dove feathers, and what-have-You.
(Sometimes the earth itself seems sick,
seems lonely).
A'times the...
#happiness
#loneliness
#illness
#gratitude
#suffering
27 reads
4 Comments
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