Best Auric Poems
The Body Electric
Oh those lovely vibrant auric hues
emanating energy from the etheric body,
from the power of the spinning wheels,
each chakra our passionate souls relay
through unseen radiant colors
vibrating at higher frequencies than
our eyes can detect in an aura of
colored lights that shares our emotions,
our thoughts, spiritual, and physical wellbeing.
Each color transponds to our body's
seven chakras of red from the root,
orange from the sacral, yellow from the navel,
green from our heart chakra, blue from our throat,
and indigo from our third eye, lastly purple/white
from our crown chakra a special camera can capture.
Our visual, audial and tactile sensations
transform our aura colors instantly.
Peaceful and melodic music will convert
colors to a calming blue hue. Upbeat music
will transform to hues of red and yellows.
Love vibrates in orange and reds or deep pink.
If you want a rainbow of colors to gift you with
total balance view a peaceful scene,
watch a good movie, read inspiring poetry,
listen to beautiful tunes, or take some time
to meditate, become serene...
and your aura will reflect a
kaleidoscope of colors.
We are the masters of our moods,
the creators of our colors.
1-18-20
Not for the Contest...I goofed with more than 25 lines.
My thanks to this website for the aura picture:
https://hqhealing.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/aura.jpg
He came into my room carrying a gentle shade of light upon his face
and as I grew accustomed to his presence, I felt his spirit free
Its as if the angels carved him out of alabaster bone and marm
with and anciency and rapture made of silver thread and gold
Spellbound by his magic, I inhaled his presence dear,
then watched my heart begin to beat for him and him alone
He was the scent of orchid in a mingled denim shirt
and as he blew me kisses, I hitched a breath so rare
between his arms, beneath his skin, inside his heart
I was here, there, everywhere,
and as he roomed me with his auric fire
I heard the beckon of my soul,
" Go ahead release your heart, he's yours"
January 14, 2020
The words I chose is Aura
“The pathless path beckons us ~
To get aboard God’s bliss bus”
~ quote by poet
Energy highways in form
carry currents cool and warm,
through a network amazing,
more complex than stargazing.
For those who know not, this maze
bewilders as does amaze,
being a channel for grace,
birthing bliss as God’s embrace.
Serpentine is the pathway,
to heaven an expressway,
along spine till crown on head
along which bliss mists are led.
Cell by cell and node by node,
as love pays to God an ode,
the path appears as we tread,
if in heart there be no dread.
Not much is known about this
tunnel network that so is
but suffice to say it’s true,
although known to very few.
Labyrinthine and complex,
these conduits let rapture flex
power of love magnetism
within our mind-body prism.
Only pure hearts free from stain,
may God’s love and light attain,
that as Holy Spirit flows,
so that our auric field glows.
Sages of old have spoken,
of these grid lines unbroken,
which though in truth has no name,
is for us to now reclaim.
Written: June 14, 2023
Pick-A-Title, Vol 37 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
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Amidst the rolling hills and verdant green,
Lies a land of arcane, almost Xanadu if seen.
A place of ariose where dreams are born,
And the sun rises each day as an auric crown.
In this Elysian land, time seems to stand still.
Worries and troubles fade away, as if by will.
Here, one can find peace and tranquility.
The beauty of nature is its canorous serenity.
Glory in magenta and gold hues in the sky
The birds emit an opera of tunes as they fly.
The aroma of fresh flowers floods the air.
Trees soar high, their limbs rising in a blare.
Going upward, I have faith in my heart.
Through gloomy slopes and twisty parts.
The peaks are starting to come into sight.
Their tops were aurified with golden light.
I wander through this nebulous land of bliss.
And fathom a sensation of perspicuous peace.
I realize that I have embedded my idyllic place,
An oasis of diaphanous passion and grace.
Almost akin to Xanadu, an island of dreams.
It motivates me with whispered schemes.
The seal of the blessing of a utopian paradise
A realm where loveliness is eternal never dies.
Falling Autumn leaves brashly wave goodbye to Summer
And strew the pathways with emeralds, rubies, and gold.
Radiant beauty engages the land in mummer
Encouraging Summer to relent and let loose its hold.
Watching with glum expression and immodest dress,
Eventually losing the tug-of-war with the chill cold.
Life and death become the drum to which She will bend
Leaving the breathless Wind time to nimbly mend.
Tomorrow She moves forward
Onward from time borrowed.
Sulking away with dried diamonds
Until Autumn’s auric sky explodes
Mindfully exposing Her horizons.
Memory of Summer implodes.
Efficacious efforts of Her victory,
Reign of Autumn’s golden glory.
Written: May 2nd, 2024
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Quixotic quest quiddity
As dusk sapidity emerges,
Casting a shadow
Weeping waves smash
in foamy scatters;
seraphic strophic sojourn
groans in a gossamer gaunt
Arid shadows fade.
In a hazy blur,
emptiness lingers.
Shorebirds console each other.
in epicedes of
velvety whispers
and elusive sighs.
Horizon amid
cinereous graffiti of
tear-stained threnody and
raven blooms.
It breaks my heart, too
with crimson, auric, and
plum, plum, purple wings,
why haven't you
returned
to me in spring?
to our moon-smeared love
& diaphanous elixir
amethyst kisses of
emerald ablaze,
spiraling in seductive
sapphire scarlet sounds,
Your love, a fiery flow
Flames aflame,
with gemstones aglow.
Dark ideas settle in
my head is akin to
a tombstone,
Obstructing—my judgment
early hours are lost
in the fog,
their significance dimmed
I succumb to allure
of nightfall and
I shut my eyes.
Acquiesce to inquiry
in heaven, each flower
boasts a mirror
to inveigle into each valley,
Beneath a sky of
countless clouds;
quaint lodge stands out,
surrounded
by a myriad of
shimmering ponds
capture a vast expanse
of coastlines.
Uncharted shores,
where vessels veered
toward vast seas,
untrodden by any praxis
As twilight falls,
coastlines curve in a crescendo
across horizon.
Cloaking hill peaks in mist.
loquacious verbosity
recognized in wisdom
beyond spectrum of
circumlocution.
In a flurry of
fading flowers,
faith-filled fields, &
fugacious felicity.
Snare drum rotunda
somberly chimes
within a forest,
Its dulcet echos rhyme.
We've wandered down
curious trails
basking in the sun
warm embrace;
In depths of shadows,
We've sought with fear,
an ambient arena,
vast and near.
Unveiling a shore infinite,
In an abyss where
every heart resides.
With its boundless skies
"Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it." Quote By Rumi
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Several tears, one after the other.
A sob wave pulls me forward in a gossamer haze.
unable to breathe—shivering with inure fear.
Why do feelings spiral out of grasp and ravel?
or worry keeps raging through my mind?
consider a world devoid of vestigial musings.
Complete silence; I am gasping for air.
wheezing, heart pounding, lungs screaming.
for breath, I cling desperately to the blankets.
My most arcane emotions flow unnoticed.
No lyrical ariose tunes to soothe my spirit.
in the lack of an auric metaphor
How would my day be lacking canorous poetry?
Clangor skin was covered in spiked tears.
Fingers rub my chimera, and eyes ensue.
Without poetry to calm, my anguish will burst
Without the cooling verses, I was crestfallen
Without a voice to express, how would I wish?
If artists believe that clay may depict furtive views,
Poets prefer paper and ink to immortalize their muse.
I watch her in the sky shining like a diamond chit
splashing her light around in the midnight sombre
she is more beautiful then all other things that orbit
this star, she's an insight to our inner world order
and a heartbeat pulse, I've never known to quit
Watch how she tails her glow above your head
reminding you of halos, sunrises and auric sheens
She's a polished scintillant, never to be misread
a navigator in full throttle a beauteous inbred
even Captains of the sea want her on their team
I remember when I was little me and my daddy
In the backdrop of summer, standing on a balcony
He pointed a finger and taught me about star poetry
I never could have met STARS without his guiding light
So when he died, I quietly sent him out into the night.
3/19/2020
Written: Mars 1st, 2024
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Spring sonata serenades a zest of love bloom
Daffodils dance, tulips swing, birds sing and fly
Azure sky, brilliant sun, and young leaves sway
Love serenade, rising sonata, flower dance
Beauty blooms as birds sing a harmonious song
Spring sonata, heavenly bequest, a gift of love.
Solo sings soulfully, squandering souls sturdily
Sweet sparrows swing the spring stratum
Spirits swagger solemnly, satiated, and stiff
Sleepy seraphic spirits seek a simulacrum
Sumptuous sequential slim spending spree.
Relaxing on emerald grass in comely spring sun
Her soul felt fluid and fastidious as a feather
Fantastic "Feel finical to thaw me in your hand!"
It's tough to tackle thorny tremors in the chest
Luscious peaks can be a day impetus sonata.
Relax, holding my hand to my bosom
Quixotic susurrus rises akin to breeze
Oh, idyllic souls, still replete with enthusiasm!
From hilltop, sky, and earth, sojourn equidistant
Glance into my eyes to witness ambrosian bliss.
Stay silent—your heartbeat discourse to mine
Recall our zealous fantasy vista from this peak
Our quest blesses us with a stupendous soul leap
Your doe eyes shatter, while we're placid
As mortals, pain is a mongrel, eternal mate.
Let's linger till the sun auric dust felicitously flecks
Stories of orbs vanishing and raw ones emerge
As placebo silence decays, a peace aura arises
Night's envious gaze descry us from distance
Back, we'll transcend limits and obscurity.
Embrace the waltz of my Moonlight Sonata
Follow to fancy a whimsical odyssey!
Nodding off with drowsy eyelids
I collocate my corpulent core with you
My moonlight sonata, you induce anguish in my soul.
Looking into the black crystal
I prognosticate;
the future unrolls
as a sheet of silk.
Swirling, curling, unfurling;
auric waves pin wheeling
in the blackness
of the stones heart.
Energies tickle my skin
soul-melding transmission beamed
through my all-seeing eye;
I am terrorized, traumatized,
elated and mesmerized.
In visions of a future, bleak
tiny happy diamonds peep
through occlusions both
shallow and ever so deep.
Black crystal tells me,
all is not lost, but for our ills
we must pay the cost.
Written: April 29, 2024 For Regina Regina Mcintosh Contest
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Meeting her will drown me with her love,
It will express pride and bliss from above.
Her glance involved an ambivalent dream,
Her smile is ambrosian whenever we team.
I will cry with her and soothe her fears,
Lend her comfort and wipe away her tears.
Her love shakes my soul with an auric beat,
Love blooms amid a full moon in aquiver heat.
When I fall in love, I will bestow my all,
It arises during alertness, sleep, or crawl.
As an ariose bloom, I am free in her grasp,
Time slips in her hold, as love vows a clasp.
When I fall in love—I cherish every turn,
Under the pretense of perpetual concern.
With a look and a grin, you had me awed,
Heart fire, in love—descry mist, not flawed
As I fell in love—I will miss her as she left,
In every departure, my heart grows a cleft.
Two souls lost in heavenly love now merge,
Love anew, with each dawn submerge.
Written: December 19, 2023
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In silken sheen of grace
with gleaming, auric strings
wedged ambrosian wonder;
once shown in ancient space
tough, spark us to ponder.
In silken sheen of grace
and I stroked the mauve scent,
and snow fell on the frame
with all plush of my heart
I sense it least would claim.
In silken sheen of grace,
I searched for unique yarns
what a charmed loom may pose
that caught the season's bloom;
they held their blossoms close.
In silken sheen of grace
the hazy breath of gold
the zooming, meager flame,
Its charm shielding my heart,
counting each one by name.
Written: March 13, 2024 For Andrea Dietrich Contest
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Happiness is the epitome of love and affection,
Happiness, a thrill bliss, soulful, with excitation.
Happiness must be sought, not idle, a lofty vow,
To love and be loved is the ultimate Elysian glow.
Happiness loop on a string, scented by divine love,
Scarlet roses, auric happiness from above.
Happiness from bliss inspires untapped reverence,
Elegant colors of true love and thrilled evidence.
Happiness in love embrace, hearts bear flight,
A symphony of joy, pure and bright.
Happiness in our existence we hold so dear,
To love and be loved is always, forever near.
Happiness is a garden of blooms in a dwarf abode,
Crimson shine dazzles each whirling blood lode.
Happiness is a waltz on emerald meadow view,
Uttering songs to those blooms of turquoise too.
Written: February 24, 2024
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Moonbeams kindle ambrosian dreams
Love evolves on auric gleams
A gem in space, a costly pearl, a Luna
Fetching felicitous feelings, a fervid fawn
In this wassail ethereal area, hearts soar
I was awestruck by the lambent moon
Glittering gems, gilded in dull dust
Vanity surpasses a chimeric spell
A cromulent devotee, in awe
Emerald aureola, blazing high star
Heavenly memoir amphorae
Sew love from words in utter gaze.
Toed moon syntax tonight
In our bucolic spot, love will thrive
We are those who wield abilities of orbs
Sparse straps, splitting stripes
Love outshines crimson swirls
Sapphire adorns translucent tulips
Sturgeon Roe names cast in crystal
Sipping strawberries spoils serene seas
My love infused a porcelain spirit
Sketch my comely soul
Let me breathe your raspy hiccups
Believe me—beyond oblivion
Your Zinnia blooms gambol my heart
Gorgeous, lost in a well-woven nimbus
Fugacious felicity and fluff on fiery flowers
Rising flames, faint shooting, conflict.
Outside orbs offer otherworldly orbits
Deciphering diaphanous riddles
Could night cherubs grasp our grace?
Classic clear cloud cores
A balmy silk breeze hides enigmas
Covered below perseid colors
Your dulcet eyes sparkled dimly
Rose-tuned praise of cyan candidness
Via velvety vintage valleys, vivid verse vests
Beleaguer back the fire of our waltz
The moonlight lifts our mellifluous breath
Dreams soar in tangerine skies.
Written: August 05, 2025, for contest Marathon Mile 3 Poetry Contest / Sponsor- Mark Toney
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As it rises shakily, the aurora radiates,
Shore gets battered by periwinkle waves.
Scarce alabaster turns to an ebonized sheen.
A sacred, somber, and katabatic sorrow.
A mild ache dances around joyfully,
As kindred souls merge in a forlorn embrace.
And halcyon as paradisal opiate utopia
It is as vast as the unclaimed love.
Your skim was both ethereal and brief,
It hinders my span of lethargic wandering.
Chest pain at every peak: a fipple passion,
Gossamer scenes that wish to last forever.
We gamboled beneath auric heavens,
Effusive murmurs in dulcet hush.
Stringent crave twirled in tricky loops,
A mental usufructuary, weak and eternal.
The limb caresses a vulnerable, airy speck,
An ambrosian ache in a weary world—
Meticulous truths submerged in the deluge,
A shredded hope, a shriveled flame.
Love is a chimera—a ripple on a palimpsest.
Crestfallen spume claws the coast calyx.
Then resiles, bedraggled, into amorphous dusk.
Amort embrace, undone, beshrewed by time.
Now, balmily, you are my nepenthe,
A calix once held—an ambivalent ache.
And I, a desperate-looking romantic,
Forever ephemeral, forever asunder.