Best Arising Poems

the wealth of norman England is poised to grow
  towns enlarge, markets exchange, a fresh fertilising sprinkled culture
  kingdoms extend with numbers reducing
  old and new empires jostle, reshaping across continents and islands
  what of England's exploited common people ?
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Silent currents softly swirl
Around tree scented salty tears
Flowing forth from freshened forest
Awash from Summer’s seasoned years
Sunlight filtered through high branches
Causes mist to rise and glow
Gleaming in the golden fern
Drifting ghostly disappearing
Winsome weather wafted waves
Waking woods on Wednesday morning
Pauses kissed and shed of woe
Friendly forest fantasizes
As...

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Hot sun
a stirring
in scarlet hours.
Sleeping beauty rises
Red rose.

Fragrance
drifts afar
on unseen wings.
Under the golden spell
She is.


Written on March 12, 2022
For: Magical Spell Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Robert James Liguori...

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As autumn arrives and mornings grow dark
I struggle to get out of bed
When I hear the alarm, I press the ‘snooze’
And pull the duvet up over my head

The alarm sounds again, I switch it off
Turning over for five more mins
Until some time later I’m rushing...

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Far come nigh tidings    					              
Rocky steeps showing the path 					                  ...

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The naturally arising
The magic of your mind
Effortlessly recognize it
Your inner peace is yours forever
None can teach it to you
Your compassion is yours forever
None can give it to you
Your spaciousness is yours forever
None can hold it
Your energy is yours forever
None can aim it
Your wisdom light is...

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No harmful or irksome thoughts
stir this mind to absolute madness,
and away from annoying, frequent sounds: 
only peacefulness soothes irritated senses;
I may fall asleep and dream 
in a state of false reality,
letting the fanciest fantasy
enter the bloodstream!

The crimson sunset arising over the wind-swept moor 
alleviates the...

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When one is foundered in thoughts from every side,
When none seems to be on our side.

On either side when there is divide,
Surrounded by barriers of ego & pride.

Swimming in deep waters against the tide,
Is there a safe haven in this bumpy ride ?

But all clouds...

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Night falls and darkness roams about
Fear and doubt overwhelm the mind.
People from afar stand and shout

Vision is defunct and glasses are to no avail
Blood pressures are running high, hearts
begin to bail

The blessed sun has gone away
Many from the hills ask, "Has it gone to stay?"

While...

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We behold the glorious morn arising 
                                   to brighten all the...

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Here I stand with decisions before me
Poisonous thoughts infiltrate my mind
Mystic euphoria from a non-existent utopia
Stimulates my senses and taunts my soul
Intervals becoming utter abominations
Inhabitants becoming exasperations to my life
Meditating on thoughts that seize my mind
A treacherous sight arises in horror
An almost spiritual phantasmagoria
Clenching my...

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Yearning for serenity of clemency
my restless heart breathed out despair sigh
due to iniquity-virus I couldn’t deny…
…I did long for pardon's healing efficacy.

Midst lurking skepticism of haughty pretense 
my mind wrestled against unbelief bout
instilling confusion-angst and sure doubt...
… I then cried for truth's wondrous omnipotence.

With my...

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arising on a poetic morning...

as the sharp rays
of sunlight 
meticulously sliced
through lingering clouds
to sculpt away the web of darkness
of night
i broke off a piece of time
and used its jagged edges
to scrape away the corroded pain
of doubt

today I will
pull out words
and paint images of life
on a...

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SONG BIRD ARISING

Dipping low over the water the golden bird of passage soars and glides, it drops a bunch of flowers that fall ever so slowly to the river. They land without a splash and float downstream.

They’re white golden flowers floating along the river with...

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"Before the party begins,"
said the Permaculturist to her pupils,
Yang on the Left,
Yin twins on Right,
processing nondually,
"a brief reminder.
of how to enter a room with appropriate balance."

"This Party Door to life is not hinged for the right-hand dominant side
to swing open and closed
at Ego's Win-Lose competitively...

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