Best Intuitive Poems
Emotionally,
a wordsmith, caregiver, plant tender, embroiderer;
enjoy studying esoteric astrology, being in nature and dancing,
daydream of owning land, living remotely, publishing.
Sadness lives in me over global greed, power thirst, cruelty,
I fear Burger King's king, public speaking, being alone when old;
wish I could promote self-love, peace and forgiveness for all,
resident of the human condition as God's child.
Intuitive ....
Intuitive
with a friendly, caring nature, I am imaginative and spiritual.
I share my home nest with my older brother, adult son and soulmate.
I love antiques, dancing and spontaneous adventures on ATVs.
I feel sorrow for humanity, but gratitude and love are my home emotions.
I fear ignorance, the medical community and for my son's life after I pass.
I would rejoice to see brotherhood lived in global peace and equality.
Resident brat of all in the U.S. Army world, I lack a hometown.
Authentic
... CayCay
February 3, 2019
I remember childhood carousel mirrors,
antique, ornate, intoxicating, glimmering,
glinting, gleaming, turning,
calliope piping, toy top twirling, shimmering.
I remember all those early years of yearning.
I remember grainy analog TV,
pallid, pasty-faced, fuzzy vestiges,
wavy-gray shadow-shades so giddy.
I remember the vapid, vacant egregious,
the dull corporate thievery of the airwaves.
I remember polychromatic butterflies,
splodgy, splotchy, wavy, Lepidoptera,
dewy glorious mornings playing in a puerile land.
I remember wispy pastels, childish whispered chimera hopes.
We all wanted to believe in the carousel.
I remember wooden yearlings swirling,
ponies pumping, rolling, my resemblance careening,
my semblance of being aspiring in glittery silvery sterling.
I remember so many seraphs pirouetting,
all silently streaming, mercifully redeeming.
I remember childhood carousel mirrors.
‘TURQUOISE-- INTUITIVE PAUSE’
Mixed hues of green and blue- Peace, calm a tranquil view
Retiring from the world at times- a temporary loner paradigm
Refreshing compassion, aquamarine cool—swimming serenity found in the pool
Teal feminine sophistication—intelligent whims of imagination
Open communication between heart and soul—spoken words are seldom whole
An independent and spiritual grounding—Caribbean healing often binding
Tranquillity, beautiful shades of serenity—crucial escape from noise and stupidity
Sequential self-sufficiency necessitated – realms of reality obliterated
Surfing the tides of modern humanity—breakers surging our living profanity
Rushing neglected creative domains—prevailing insanity inescapably remains
Our poise and intuitive shade turquoise—we need to shut down on intolerable noise
Flood out the deluge of untamed insanity—restoring cerulean peace replacing our vanity
Leaving what has passed in the past is partially good advice
What partially isn’t right is pasts’ manifestation as present day strife
Silenced youth now a mentally ill truth
Stranded and lonely yet still walks toward an ideal venue
Ill dreams of ill beings –
Wakes up and is still seeing
A bright sun shining on dark souls
Yet we’re wearier of the common cold
Dreams are possible ideas
Even if on a tangent it’s real
Without dreams life is idle
We must dream for our survival
Our pasts have molded us
If we forget our past then our future is hopeless
Dreams sometimes mesh our experiences and play out future scenarios
Our dreams are on to something
We should tune into our intuitive radios
In my life I have seen infinitesimal good I ponder all the time why is life so unkind. I live my
life the best way that I could, but someone always despised where I stood.
The competitiveness of young life is all understood striving for things in time seems to
infatuate their minds. But as time goes by things of luxury aren’t so appealing to the eye,
remembering you can’t take it with you when you die.
Hard to find is total peace of mind, many spectral races in the populous faces. Through the
crowd with great haste, life as we know it has been thrown off pace.
Acknowledged through space and time like being blind living in the third eye, the mind.
Seeing all through a sense of what is felt hitch up and tighten your belt.
To predict see and feel what I dreamt before it happens what a gift bestowed unto me my
heart is rapture. For me this is true and for it I have been called the voice of doom, seeing
the other side of another’s happiness or gloom.
My forewarnings to heed no one listens until they bleed, then they look at me and plead;
what will happen next you sleaze? I can’t see things all the time but when I do, give notice to
what happens as time passes.
I can’t help it when I feel it you must know the truth, in healing of pain what I say will not be
in vain. I help myself when I let these feelings go I am not that braggadocio.
James C Bryant Jr.
May 11, 2002
Between two hearts
Mental telepathy is potent
Each heart or both are patient
Each one correspond
Each one is neither impulsive
They meet, agree, and play together
Regardless no matter how distant
Both hearts are intuitive
Mutual regard to each other is important
Whims and caprices are incoherent
Complete trust are always inherent
And their love, urges and wants
Are tolerant and unhesitant.
Be intuitive
Is best way for us to live
And willing to give.
If all are above
Tell me what should I think of
Make us like and love.
Around we must mill
Find things that are substantial
Will have found our fill.
In time may go back
While looking for a lose crack
And give me some slack.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
The raven's eye turned to dust
Foreseen sight remained in lust
Wings now broken beyond repair
He's now destined for despair
The flock is mocking his new found shame
He knows not that he's to blame
Cursing the night that took his sight
While walking towards the healing light
R.K.H
Intuitive.
I am honest to a fault, overly sensitive, tough as nails and dependable.
I have two stepsisters, a half-brother and half-sister.
I love birds, antiques and old houses.
I feel anticipation, frustration and happiness.
I fear spiders, being misunderstood and being totally alone.
I would like to see more kindness in the world, no more abuse, no wars.
Resident of a cold northern place.
Considerate
1/13/19
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We live day by day
On a wing and a prayer
Making it all up as we go along
You can make a plan
But as soon as you do
I can guarantee
Something will go wrong
Short term goals
Are good and work
Have a big picture
Of what you want to achieve
But then you need to live your life intuitively
Because everything in life
Is fluid and changing
Everything we try
Is always in a mix
All that we hope for should be amazing
No good dumbing down all of your dreams
Set the bar high
And set yourself targets
But if it doesn't work
Don't get disheartened
Stay on the front foot
And roll with the changes
Don't get to stressed
Nothing stays the same
And you cannot control this
Live your life intuitively
Remain in your mind free existentially
Don't label or box yourself
Or you will be restricted
Open up your eyes and mind
So you don't become constricted
Live your life intuitively
Roll with the changes
Life is fluidity
Don't go thinking
You've got it all planned out
Life doesn't work like that
Of this there is no doubt.
In verse I blend my roles, multiplicity defined..
A poet-mother-daughter, all within my design.
Sister, secretary, cleaner, nurse—my busy days abide..
Dreamer, philosopher, optimist, by my side.
Psychic and intuitive, my spirit held dear..
Engineer, crafting futures, breaking barriers without fear.
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Topic: Graduation Day (April 01)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Here's my Invisible Rules Book,
I make them up as I go along.
Don't dare make me accountable,
I won't apologize as I'm never wrong.
I don't care if you're angry,
I really don't care what you think.
It's my Intuitive Guide to Ignorance,
It's invisible, it's not written in ink.
I will do as I see fit.
I'm a player and ladies man.
Don't ever question my intentions,
I will change the rules whenever I can.
It's my way or the highway,
Don't try to change my plans.
I live by my own set of rules,
Some say I'm arrogant and maybe I am.
So once again, here's my Invisible Rules Book,
Take it or leave it, it's up to you.
Get back to me with your answer,
If you don't like it, I'll find someone new.
These are the rules I live by,
If you comply, we'll get along.
So don't ever expect me to change,
And just remember, I'm never wrong.
When life is on the verge of surrendering to chaos;
Natural order will point you towards a new opportunity, Rewarding you with self discovery.