Best Uncreated Poems

In the twilight of suspended star thunder
where the waking jungle and broken Temple of tradition meet one another
she moves with a panthera prana, pranayama of precise paradise, air of spaceless pleasure,

A lavender Tigress of effortless enlightenment
seeking sensations on the edge of eternity's cremation, 
on her...

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Your love for me is invaluable,
When I flash back I dwell in wonderland,
Your grace upon me is immeasurable,
I have nothing to give but praises and adoration;
My tongue is faster than my pen;
Thank you for being there for me.
The uncreated creator,
The immovable mover,
The unshakable shaker,
The uncontrollable...

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The meditation of an unslept night,
dancing to the music of silence. 
Waiting for that unseen sight
and my visions to form an alliance. 

To create the uncreated art,
searching in worlds unexplored. 
My mixed up ideas to sort
and find a train of thought to climb aboard. 

An...

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When does ambiguously free verse
also become emphatically political verbing verse?

I was emphatically reading pieces
ambiguously written 
about my sons,
to my oldest son's girlfriend.

The longer I read
the more she cried.

Now it had been my hope
and passion
to become the next Kurt Vonnegut
of PolyCulturing Healthy Outcome Design,
or at least...

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Wave a sea softened
                  and a pain and a tenderness
                  ...

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GOD  MY  LORD


God my Lord:
Transcendental reality
Uncreated creator
Supreme Goodness
Dwelling of eternal wisdom
Everlasting source of my being
Shield of my life 
Refuge of my soul, 

Although THEE omnipresent are
To see THEE I am unable

While THY name eternally lives
Unknowable to me remains

With different names at different times
True...

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They were and are always there and here and just are.
uncreated, unworldly Light, brighter than brightest star.
too complex for our proud little minds to fathom.
The Person of the Almighty Father, the Generator always was and will be,
The Person of the Son, Mirror, Word of the...

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As climate pathology peaks
toward climax conditions

LeftBrain privileged blindness
and deafness,
tastelessness
replacing savoring,

Absence of green
and sea salty blue
fragrance,
bereft of internal robust feelings
and external wellbeing touch
drop unhealthily
unwealthily away
from enabling organic integrity
to know 

Empathy is to spiritual consciousness
as sympathy mirrors neurosensory awareness

In this second becoming time,
RightBrain legitimately feeling
our life interdependent...

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A blank mind, focusing on disappearing pages. 
A pen looks for a rewind, taking back mistakes of the ages. 
Yet nothing is swirling, nothing comes to thought. 
An empty hand curling, with words that get caught. 
Sorrow is nothing, but an influential guide. 
What will...

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The timely light of day,
Sensing the cold inside,
Are we angled for doom,
Within us, and without,
 
We stand as we stand,
If we could be more,
We strive to be more,
Uncommonly real,
 
In the eye of our soul,
We are what we are,
Created from birth,
Uncreated till death....

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When I peer through the windows of my eyes,
so desperately I want to know who I am.
What is the cause of my being?

At times I feel formless and empty,
a collection of memories. Maybe, 
no more than arising from an idea.
Here existing in this moment with...

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THE WAR


Rule was made to break
Being were made to be death
But war was uncreated
Which came in vain?
And make his destiny
Oh….war….oh…war
Why you came among us
And make our earth red
Now you are imperishable
You go to a place where there is peace
Oooohhhhh…war….you are ignored
You are hated
You are annoyed
You...

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their bodies were present but
their eyes were scanning a screen,
their faces devouring the blue light,
of the small machines in their hands-
they were nothing less than walking zombies.

they typed in caps and illegible words,
tapping continuously without a blink,
messages were flooded in like signals,
emoticons of laughter and...

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When I Peer through the windows of my eyes,
So desperately I want to know who I am.
What is the cause of my being?

At times I feel formless and empty,
A collection of memories is that all I am ...
Maybe no more than a rising from an...

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Time, space, Being toppling over;
The pivot of nothingness.
I exist here in the moment, moment by moment.
This is where the many become one, 
I want to say I stood at the void and looked with a countenance
Of love and adoration into the emptiness
And, saw the uncreated...

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