Best Allow For Poems
Written: January 27, 2024
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"Remember, the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you. Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking".
Oh, a flimsy state over grief, issues, and dualism.
How do I find the inner sanctum of nihilism?
As the guillotine of deceit hangs in plain sight,
How tempting are laziness, ease, and blight?
True divine tandem can occur at a sacred site.
An inner haven as you dwell in glory and light
Yield the path to connecting with the infinite.
In an inner sanctum, calm flows over divine might.
Bewilderment seems sporadic at first glance.
Once you've linked culprits, anguish may trance.
I succumb when the climate renders them unwell.
Cluttered mounds of breadcrumbs lead to a swell.
Ascending free from ominous pits of dread,
Seeking trust across awareness lies ahead.
Sensing the heavenly spark that will soothe,
Illuminating the path leading to the truth.
Stillness enhances your perception of taste.
Find the light; the climate seems to be quaint.
How subtly do things reverse disastrous?
I often fall into that abyss, myself in vastness.
The stain of low scorn darkens in midst of trust.
I stroll into the dismal clay of scarlet excess dust.
The ruthless grasp buried inside suffocates life.
In empathy, I endure the agonizing pains of strife.
Invest oneself in each mission and excursion.
These wonderful events allow for sensations.
Mercury is in and out of phase, as is the moon.
Be mindful of your tongue. The lips are strewn.
Flawed sensory acumen of a stray mind,
uncovers a spiritual path within a gild divined.
The inner sanctum door unlocks at that sight.
While the tulip blossoms with glorious light.
The soul sparkles with astral splendor and sequins.
In a hallowed realm, where rays serve as beacons
In my self-searching dedication toward eternity.
Inward cosmic trends enrich my trust earnestly.
1st place contest winner / POTD
Categories:
allow for, adventure, age, analogy, appreciation,
Form:
Rhyme
(Invisibility)
In a busy time, we forget to see "the human and beautiful nature"
forget to breathe ...
We follow the "red arrows" ... and "the power of money"
Live and die of stress and loneliness -
It doesn't matter if it's day or night -
No one sees you ...
Like dust grains in dumbness
Don't be afraid to go into taciturnity
It will create depth in the relationship with yourself
Hush, hush ... listen ... time of harmony
Seek and allow for pearls of muteness
Some brief moments of stillness
Busy people and orchids still breathe
Blessed pockets that provide power,
strength and muscle relaxation
When reusing the colors from the last sunset
The eyes of the cube quietly closed
No ransom requirement, or red arrows
13/10/2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Categories:
allow for, care, metaphor, storm, stress,
Form:
Free verse
Snow lays scattered on far mountain edges
Thin fog from the valley rises to greet
Here with this view, among the rock ledges
My troubled mind and I have come to meet
Reflections from light, etch into nature
Songbird sounds echo while in graceful flight
I press my palms in prayer to confer
I realize I need nothing, but sight
Alone where waterfalls pour long into streams
Nature beckons with its tranquility
I'll free my spirit, allow for its dreams
My soul lays down to find serenity
I will listen to nature's soothing calls
Heal my mind among songbirds and waterfalls
5/19/14
Categories:
allow for, nature,
Form:
Sonnet
Much to the chagrin of those who
would prefer to lay witness to
one's failure's,
Imagine not for the slightest
moment that our will has become
so weak as to allow compliance.
Where once our vision may have
been clouded and our boundaries
seemed forever shattered,
know in the end that our naked
sense of vulnerability truly
is our saving grace.
For it is that woundedness
if you will that lends itself
to a higher awareness.
Do we not gain strength
from our painful life experiences?
Should we not strive harder to conquer
life's old injuries?
By following our instincts step by
step along the very road that has
been paved before us,
And yes expecting at times that
there will be treacherous curves
we must allow for,
Oh to throw caution to the wind
and laugh in the face of failure
invites us to celebrate our
mightiest strength of all...
COURAGE...
Categories:
allow for, introspection, life, uplifting, visionary,
Form:
Free verse
The protests are written from the busy pen
of the one whose thoughts are quite driven
yet she cries "foul" like a rumple feathered hen
when the thoughts of another are simply given
Her name-calling ploy is such a childish game
for each one of us has the right to our opinion
without castigation and a finger pointing blame
I'm not a vengeful person, nor a poet's minion
I don't seek attention as a clown or a witch
I've not slandered anyone with my remarks
My fastballs are always thrown as a legal pitch
I'm vaccinated so I don't fear mad dog barks
Social equality is as much mine as it is yours
I've the right to write or speak what I feel
without giving a wedgie to someone's drawers
I'm not vicious like you called me in your spiel
You want to dwell in sorrow for the human race
but I have hope for mankind and will not brood
Our differences will never allow for an embrace
but only one of us illustrates the right attitude
Categories:
allow for, feelings,
Form:
Rhyme
Awaken the serpent that lies coiled
at the bottom of your spine. You must!
Transformation cannot happen if
you let your energy turn into dust.
Meditate or chant, and take a breath.
Life’s meaning and your purpose you can see
more clearly when your self-awareness grows.
Enjoy more creativity and spirituality.
Divine is Kundalini energy;
it’s something that all faithful souls can know.
The spirit CAN be touched; the choice is yours.
You simply must allow for it to grow.
Categories:
allow for, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
Alone where waterfalls pour long into streams
Nature beckons with its tranquility
I'll free my spirit, allow for its dreams
My soul lays down to find serenity
contest Rithimus Divisa
sponsor Gregory R Barden
originally from the poem Deep in Nature
5/19/14
Categories:
allow for, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
Oh, it never ends,
This eternal fight for our freedoms
And yet we don’t consider
The freedoms of others
To be worth a fight
So why do we fight together
To allow for our ideals?
Does anyone truly want a world
Where everyone is free
Where everyone is equal
Where everyone can be
Or do we just pretend to
So we can live our lives
Looking down on others
Who we don’t understand
Free from danger
Free from pain
Are these our true freedoms
Of which we are so proud?
The freedom to turn away from horrors
Happening all around
The freedom to ignore the child
Holding out his hand
The freedom to openly criticize
The hungry and the poor
And so I ask my final question
What is our freedom for?
Categories:
allow for, freedom,
Form:
Two-word Lines Free
with Rhyme Verse
gibbous moon The near-full moon—
ashen veil its ashen light—
phantasm strewn ghostly, swathing all
redolent pale with pale glow.
shamed hues In moonlight, colors surrender—
morbid face faces are morbid, semblance
heedless muse of those about to pass,
death’s embrace abandoned by life's essence.
gibbous moon Gibbous moon wanes, as
night reviled night warily gauges its retreat.
morning soon And with advancing dawn,
newborn child. new life replaces the departed.
Sorry, the program doesn't allow for setting up columns, so alignment on the second version of the is incorrect.
Categories:
allow for, birth, death, moon, night,
Form:
Quatrain
Since remarks from the T.V, and a stocking of my soul to breathe...
I relax eagerly when I await the heat and see that nothing come's out of me unless I can be free-
now they said in many many books that this is how we plead,
the defiance of a boarder stronger and foreigner as the hoarder from outer space descends,
but like my mentor contends with me as I ease into the heavenly shrine above mine,
I allow for only a sanctimony of time,
like I would wonder if my gun no longer shined-
and my face only ate pine,
and my body enveloped love of binds rather than the free floating chime...
I was a walker and yet no more than the other stalker a boat bought in a saunter.
Categories:
allow for, deep, drug, fashion, fate,
Form:
Light Verse
Choice knows the play,
Allow for zest;
Live well this day,
Make love your fest.
Align your heart,
Ply a sound feel;
Opt cheery start,
Sense sparks kind will;
Touch tells you now,
Rise with sure stride;
Observe endow,
Prime your own ride;
Heed that sure need,
Etch poise that feeds.
Leon Enriquez
31 October 2014
Singapore
Categories:
allow for, change,
Form:
Sonnet
Anasazi and Hohokam
- by Bob Atkinson
tell me now your ancient stories
so I can feel your power and glory
survive you did in this harsh land
becoming a mystery to this small man
where did you go? are you still here?
tell me of your wants and fears
buildings you made of stone
still stand above piles of bones
did you lay down your lives
to the last because of pride
fighting those opposed
to your ancient way of life
over this land of dusty valleys
swept clean of life as if by water
you carved out of rocky soil
life for your sons and daughters
of those who lived those years
we know nothing more
we see them scraped from the land
was it peaceful or violent horror?
you who no longer sing
those songs of glory days
left us remnants of your cities
to remind us of your closed page
confers to us our wonderment
never allowing our minds rest
where and why did you go?
reason won't be known, but guessed
you knew how to test the ground
dug canals, brought water to dry land
giving seed to harvest yearly
moisture to crops of greenery
you knew facts that life required
by those who live and thrive
in arid lands which never seem
to allow for relaxed lives
ones who have gone before
left us not stories and lore
they keep their lives from our eyes
made us wonder where and why
let us begin the quest
to document that sixth sense
that which makes us who we are
our emotions pickled in a jar
document your current stories
so future can feel your power and glory
how you survived in this harsh land
become no mystery to future man
Categories:
allow for, america, city, culture, history,
Form:
Quatrain
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And you will know Peace
Lean on your Strength
Accept the Pain
Learn from Love
Allow for Hope
Leave your Loneliness
Categories:
allow for, happiness, hope, inspirational, introspection
Form:
Shape
Biggest Bra I Ever Saw
It was the biggest one I ever saw
So am writing a memoir about a bra;
To all laws known has an immunity
Based on all of science's ingenuity.
There is something that I did not deny
Which is the fantastic ability to falsify;
Together clanging could cause a calamity
Unknown to nature and all of humanity.
Can you imagine for whom the breasts toll
So we decided to take at least another poll
Biggest ones are always had by an ignoramus
And for the size both became world famous.
Can you believe that or how about this.
Beauty and the Big Breasts. What would
Disney think about them apples. Also,
would you have to be best dressed to
have the biggest breasts. See what the
Pearson Product Correlation Coefficient
is on that. Probably 0.9999 to allow for
error. Lastly, Her breasts were so debonair
that they both were beyond compare and
quite a scare. Jim Horn
Categories:
allow for, fashion, humorous, hyperbole,
Form:
Couplet
imperial evil rings the rebellions bell
and awakens the rebels fight
allow for a new tomorrow
a skywalker will be in plain sight
his mind as sharp and committed
as the nail that split the force
a parasite of the night are we
the padawan has chosen his course!
BY Mark Taylor: ......Star Wars......
Categories:
allow for, age, character, conflict, courage,
Form:
Rhyme