Best Invoking Poems

The flame of awareness is held by God,
which we cognise when fickle mind is still,
that ego vaporised, frigid heart thawed,
dove of love perches on soul’s window sill.
There is in truth nothing we need to do,
save remaining poised in the vibrant void,
mindfully sensing throb of bliss...

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Winds blowing thru the land. 
Creatures of the night lurking.

Beware as the spirits take flight.
Over there in the ruined churchyard.

There lies the cracked bell,  some say,
It can be heard on the nightly breeze.  

Suddenly, I hear the screeching night owls. 
She's going to...

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Enticed by the mountainous voice
Of the enormous mass
The King Jr. rises....

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Sonnet VII – Invoking The Muses

I call the daughters of Mnemosyne:
Sweet Erato, your kithara solo -
Dearest Euterpe, your aulos blow -
So my words won’t die in ignominy.
Inspire me with words of wit and charms,
That playfully dance like leaves on the streams.
Send them from above, like...

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Sacred communion,
said the retiring priest,
feeds and waters my good news vision

Gazing deeply within
and beyond
what is in front of,
and behind,
my bilateral balancing
co-invested eyes

And ears
rehearing a moment apart
from what has gone before
and whom we will sacredly become

More resilient,
if not eternal, after our anthro-privileged
win/lose colonizing
RightWing ways
pass over
and away

To...

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My autonomous ego's life
feels unfinishable,
unthinkably mortal in future disconnection;
an unfinished compassion life,
unfinishable love,
an unpolished divine icon
of Earth's self-promulgating creation,
recreation
becoming more articulately interdependent folks,
intersectional resacralizing populations,
self and other co-empowering creolization processors,
ego/eco-transubstantiating
north-western left hemisphere's historic win/lose secularization.

Meanwhile,
our Gaian EarthMothers, 
south past and eastern-future angelically co-present
Great Transition Troubadours
forever...

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Betrayed by our muse,
seems we’re doomed to lose
but then blushing heart
resurrects lost art.

Soul’s poetic rhythm
in mind-body prism,
flows when we let go
ego’s need to know.

Universal mind
and heart when aligned,
births a divine spark,
that lights up the dark.

To invoke such grace,
steps to soul retrace,
making our heart pure
and love’s...

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Alive, awake, alert
but
Gravity pulls us down
so
We feel not joy spurt
until
In ocean of love drown


Attuned, amazed, ardent
Presence
Vaporises to so embrace
God
Felt as vibrant bliss current
Within
As outpourings of His grace

31-August-2022...

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Logging into the vibrant void,
just like a comet’s burning tail,
our awareness is still alloyed,
with egoic fears that make us ail.

Who attains when there’s no one here?
We are awareness, self-aware,
with body but an interface,
wherein both pain and joy does spear
but once ego vacates the chair,
we instantly...

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“employ not mantras, as in the scriptures 
allow the divine, to be our teacher”

“for the mantra to be potent
we need purity of intent”

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Aum is the beej mantra that comes to us
as an automatic resonation;
our steadfast meditational compass,
humming silently without cessation.
Universe implants mantra suggestions
as of individual...

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Halloween Michigan
We aloft we believe not in superstitions
Are you calling your heart
My love is reminsed
My soul kisses
The rim of my mind
Is ever so inclined
Social services Massachusetts
Plymouth Rock confusion
Are you stalling
Your spirit jumping hoops
Basketball bouncing off your chest
L. A. Nick's didn't make any basket
I am calling...

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Don't gape at time, live the moment;
erase guilt yet choose atonement,
by heeding love's beauteous chime.
Live the moment, don't gape at time.

The past is dead, future's unknown
and as seeds of love are so sown,
our tranquil soul, is by God led;
future’s unknown, the past is dead.

Why should...

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Save aligning with throb of love,
each touch mindful, like a peace dove,
we do nothing to alter fate
and have no agenda to state,
yet blessings pour in from above....

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cradled by space 
we embrace love
God’s grace uplifts...

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Mind
at peace
and our heart
humming with bliss,
makes us feel complete,
wherein poised in the void
thus, in time dissolved silence,
there remains nothing to be done,
save invoking God’s grace in stillness,
moment to moment, all moments entwined.

Resting thoughts that arise from deep within,
freedom from needless angst is assured,
formless presence of...

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