Augury Poems - Poems about Augury

Augury; a sign of what will happen in the future; an omen: Complacent the night lays above, Unsure what the darkness lies of Corners, cracks, and fields Lies only the beasts that yield Before the sunrise, yet to come Never sure, but aware of some The day passes to and fro, Still gazing at what is below “Worry not, friend or foe, For we know...

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I scry through time with a crystal sphere Asking of it my future, both far and near Yet, the images I see were dismally unclear (It should go without saying that I am not a seer) I saw a black dog and it's rather cute It doesn't bark though, perhaps it's mute? Its silky coat shines like freshly ironed suit Is it...

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She called for me. I saw her standing by the window, transfixed by something outside. I stood at the door and could faintly hear a melodious tune. She beckoned me to come closer, and I marvelled at what she had seen. There were three colourful singing birds at the window, unruffled by our presence. “They woke...

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The earth got suddenly bereft of all life, With a morose dullness so palpable and rife. A tint of greyness crept over heaven’s vault. All movements came to a freezing halt. The wall clock didn’t toll the midday hour. The babies no more blabbered but did glower. The hen didn’t cackle after laying the egg. The earth for some benevolent mercy...

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Augury – 2-20-25 Edward Ibeh – Sponsor; Title Chosen - Augury; Pick a Title No. 49 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Augury Embers of prophecy rise In the haunting omens of owls Divining tea leaves Heralds speak future through opaque signs And signals of frantic dogs Before earth heaves in shock of slip strikes Or the coming of rainbows Born from sun and blackness. Gossamer angels bend over...

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“There’s a special providence in the fall of a sparrow.” Shakespeare in Hamlet ************************************************************** ...

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One dismal gloaming while I was alone inside my cabin in the woods so deep, the wind whipped at my door; it seemed to moan. I imagined creatures and how they creep within the dark. Then suddenly I heard an owl’s hoot. I recalled what Mama said about three hoots from that nocturnal bird. It means “beware,” and then I heard with...

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there are very blurred lines between what is coincidence and what is augury omen, or fore-token for in my dreams and meditation I have been confronted with regret and shame sorrow, and grief about my life thus far my past is full of condemnation and self-reproach humiliation, self-punishment and tears sending me on a journey of soul-searching oh, I went for a palm-reading for crystal...

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The sight of a peacock gladdens my heart. Is this because it's a form of fine art? Good things are going to happen, my mind says. Is a peacock, in any way, a whiz? A black cat crosses my day-to-day way. I am doomed—in my heart of hearts, I say. Impulsively I press the reverse gear. The sounds of souls and ghosts,...

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oracles as purveyors of all destiny what was holding hints of that which shall be the reading of cards with colorful themes journey of select stars not what it seems direct result of some predestined scheme all caught up in some dice thrower's dream digging through entrails of what's always been for many the way the future is seen predictions soon become self-defining soothsaying...

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If we notice that this world will change over time because cities rejuvenate with the years... If the landscapes change before our eyes, If green turns yellow when it matures that white, darkens in the sun.. Why don't we portend that life will carry on in due time, or with another time... life is already eternal such a long time... Life is poetry within and a poem... Poetry is God, God does...

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Relieving from sorrows of ‘samsara’ Looking for an augury Wasted Time is up I will not close my eyes Looking at the eyes of Buddha Immersing in the Overflowing metta stream Enlightening the mind Wash the dirt off Awakening the five faculties Taking the piety flowers Blooming in the heart Offer Buddha feet Locate in Ariya path Leading to Nirvana relief Cutting off ‘Raga’ suffers Wrapping my body Worship Buddha feet...

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Each grain of sand is victim to the moment. Our senses stretch so quickly to define; the space we share so rich with our potential while all we wish with all our heart - to shine. Our stars were never so bright without the added light reflected from your eyes and I could never count the moments from our hearts escaping...

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Through the maze of time I thread, Even in the darkest hour, It was a box of dream, I opened and what a site it was, It was an oracle of augury, A plenitude of arpeggio, And amidst this realm of melodies, And the plethora of ecstasy, There was sorrow, hatred, deceit, And with a feeling of dismay, I asked my self, What an augury of...

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