Best Unexpectant Poems
Here
I Am,
receptive
in innocence;
inner sentience
attentive to each pulse,
without thought interference,
poised in an unexpectant calm.
With our identity vaporised,
we rest in the void of vibrant silence.
In our stillness we feel within movement,
being throb of bliss enlivenment,
the continuum unbroken
lower aspects forsaken,
nodes within awaken
out of their slumber.
A calm tranquil,
joy blissful,
covers
us.
16-October-2020
People live in fear
Dreading what is come
Holding on to the good
Before the evil dawn
I have nothing more now to fear
I have lived with fear
For the longest time
I feared THE time
When it would all end
When heartache my heart would rend
Happiness would turn to pretense
And love would be....
without recompense
I lived in fear so long, so long
But THAT time has come and gone
I have no fear
For the worst HAS come and gone
It came and left me undone, U n D o N E
There are many things that I feel
But none of them is fear, NOT fear
For what I feared did come to pass
Love was not meant to last, ALAS
I have no fear
I’m now at peace…
Serene, I am…Serene I remain
For in the heart unexpectant
There is not a trace fear
Only….emptiness instead of happiness
What of fear?
Fear dares not come near....
For I have nothing more to fear.
Eileen Manassian
Call it my place of inspiration
But don't call it the source
Because my muse doesn't bring *tranquility
Instead the confusion of an unstoppable force
Her *dulcet laugh leads me through a maze
To her simplistic place of *bliss
And only there does she radiate true *splendor
That indoors I surely miss
In her garden, sanctuary-- her own
She harmoniously hums, *lilting melodies
Because she feels no need to try for *eloquence
Among the unexpectant flowers and leaves
It is there in the garden of rosemary and *lavender
That the wind begins *wafting *fragrant scents towards me
And intimidating thoughts surround as it *whispers in my ear
"You're in love with that young lady"
Written March 10, 2010 for the Word Warrior Challenge
Our First Baby
I look in the mirror, who have I become?
The woman I was, shall soon be a Mum.
My figure so round, so awkward, deprived,
But the little one inside keeps my confidence alive.
I worry so much about the mother I will be,
Would I be perfect for this little he or she?
Have I everything I need, from nappies to bibs?
Oh gosh, did I make a mistake with the choice of the crib!
I find myself, crying and laughing in one,
I knew this was expected for an expecting Mum,
But regardless of what lies ahead now for me,
I know I will love you no matter what, you’ll see.
I look at my wife, I see her so calm,
Will I be that father, who can do no harm?
Do I have the strength to help It strive?
Will he or she take over our lives?
Oh, so much I fear, the worry just grows,
Do you think my wife see this, do you think she knows?
The concerns of finance, are we financial sound?
I was told to expect this, a growing mound.
But when she turns to me and her eyes are a smile,
I know I can do this, I have got this somehow.
The start of our family, my wife, baby and me,
Nothing unexpectant can take this from me.
date of poem 24 July 2018
Our first baby was born on the 9th September 2018
They were hard-pressed on all sides.
only shot, stabbing strokes could they give,
they were carried on a wave of hate,
their muscle's ached and pain did sing,
the time to push forward one last time.
The main battle unit of foot,
they have stopped moving back,
once more forwards,
slowly they sing death's song.
Once more the Arlagh feels their sting,
this had to be their last push,
their strength was ebbing,
the blood would have to flow.
The cavalry on the left,
all their arrows had been loosed,
now, sword and spear to battle,
half of them attacking the enemies left flank.
The other half now though for survival,
the enemy hidden, they came out of the trees,
live or die, Alahsar's own fight 'til the end,
only time knew the outcome.
The mother of the storm and her army,
they were now split into three units,
the mother of the storm attacked the rear of the enemy,
half the force followed the mother.
Four hundred dark men, ready to kill,
they thundered across the plain,
thunder and lighting spilling out before them,
death to the forces of Evil.
Two hundred Dark Men led by Turvehr,
they would attack a new enemy,
those streaming over the Palovar Ford,
already, the first rumble was heard.
black blood would mingle with red,
gold blood would also spill,
this group would have to hold firm,
if they fell, all could be lost.
The third group of two hundred Dark Men,
they rode swiftly to the left,
reinforcing the mounted guard,
lightning rode with them.
They rode their Unicorns at the gallop,
soon the battle crash,
the Arlaghs would stand or fall,
all was in the hands of the Gods.
Now, on the right flank,
one hundred and fifty shield riders,
they crash into the Arlaghs and Spiders,
swords cutting through giant legs,
spears thrusting through Arlaghs,
this attack was little expected,
now, the battle is hot,
Screams of dying Men, Spiders and Arlaghs, filling the air.
The shield riders we have left,
going over the Raven bridge,
they now gallop through the trees,
before them, they hear the unseen enemy.
The silver gate is open,
it must be closed,
they would gallop out of the trees,
attacking a hopefully, unexpectant enemy.
“If you would merge with oneness, vaporise!
Be a child again, welcoming surprise!”
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Immersed in limitation
Shrouded in darkness
Feeling thus confined
We flounder about
Hither and thither
Searching for joy
Bliss in permanence
Yet our heart senses
That we are far more
Than this mind body
With senses externalised
Lower mind fragmenting
Trying to piece together
The puzzle of life
Without success
Thus in delusion
Hypnotised by illusions
We strive and struggle
Hoping for a miracle
Which instantly appears
No sooner we ask
As voice of conscience
Echoing Gods will
Which has but one vibration
Love unconditional
Here begins a struggle
Between head and heart
Between ego and the divine
Former seizing, grasping
The latter, sharing, connecting
We recognise
That the voice of truth
Is that of conscience
Yet, we fear to lose
Fleeting images garnered
Or which we yearn for
Since we are clinging
To ego mind body
Stagnating in ferality
Trapped by our own hand
Unable to escape
It is then
That God in His compassion
Extends us a hand
Showing us the clear light
Of immutable truth eternal
By posing challenges
By signalling the futility
Of chasing a mirage
Illusionary thought forms
Which is what
All manifestations are
Thus when so graced
We begin to look inwards
In silence and stillness
Thought rested awareness
Doing nothing
Simply resting
Poised in the void
Of no-thingness
Desireless
Fearless
Detached
Nonchalant
Unexpectant
In timeless time
In as ordained
Attention is softened
Thoughts are quietened
Ego cravings recede
The external fades
As we get to
Vibrant emptiness
Thus we are
Thus we remain
For as long as it takes
Toxins within cleansed
Our earth life vessel
This mind body
Is readied
To receive the elixir
The magnetic impulse
Of Gods bountiful love
In boundless measure
The paths are many
We know them not
For we are not the doer
God alone is the mover
In childlike trust
Aspect allowing
We imbibe the bliss
Scintillating
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He is that who may not be named
We too are as He, oh hermit
Within heart as the turret
Our divinity unstained
05-December-2020
Contest: The light N/A
I am the prayer
On the altar begging fire
To make flesh spirit
Not on my knees, but
At this place that's called prayer
I wait for footsteps
To voice my journey
Where there's no sign nor border
Of separation
Not with wrenched phrases
The agony foolish, waits
Suddenly the still
Of will and motion
The surrender of feelings
To naked frailty
The wise longing pause
In vulnerability
Then through death to live
I am the prayer
That I bring unexpectant
Of all, but to wait.
Schumann’s resonance is slowly rising
Ushering winds of change enigmatic
Feel within oh hermit, bliss pulsating
The teasing magnetic love eclectic
Rapturising fragrance of love divine
Thus vivifies each node within our form
Presence in innocence gently aligns
Imbibing bliss throb delightfully warm
All we do is to rudderlessly sail
Merging by melting into the current
Reclaiming as our own the holy grail
Our vibrant blissfulness unexpectant
Let us together, winds of change harness
Aligning all sheaths of our consciousness
18-November-2020
the orifice at fontanel
widens breath by breath
in as a blossoming
of an unexpectant rose
from a centreless fulcrum
dew drops of soma appear
trickling through conduits
within organic form
the power that propels life
manifests as magnetism
cajoling and compelling
polarities to tango dance
shape shifting sacred symbols
immanent yet transcendent
create a beauteous rhythm
as sounds of enigmatic silence
vibrant eternal presence
resplendent in its light
dips in and out of the stream
without getting its feathers wet
humming intent
of awareness
unexpectant
being consciousness
in purity present
cognised in stillness
moment to moment
as throb of blissfulness
within resident
ineffable joyfulness
purring magnetic current
fullness in emptiness
innate native element
flowing in playfulness
07-November-2020
External environ compelling
yet relaxes its merciless hold
unable to get our attention
that God everywhere beholds
Each manifestation appearing
accepted by us as optimal
in trust that for our soul growth
every breath is a divine miracle
As we thus flow in staid stillness
empty within and unexpectant
divine magnetism fills our being
making ego responses decadent
17-September-2020
Simple Simon follows rhythm of his breath
In surrender going where it flows
With each exhalation he shifts into space
Pauses there awhile in stillness
Receptive, vibrant but yet unexpectant
Then when breath polarity rotates
Naturally and unforced
He re-enters his form
Going into the heart
Via single eye
Bringing back to his soul
Whispers from the void
Feeling, not interpreting
For thoughts rest
20-October-2022
Allowing each pulse to be felt within
Without perceptional interference
Silencing ego borne stuporous din
With the universe thus in alliance
Blockages so removed, the flow is gentle
In childlike trust, we melt into the void
In clear light, we behold Gods miracle
As ecstatic bliss holds us overjoyed
Each thought birthed being in resonation
With the omnipresent divine current
We flow in unending meditation
Vibrant with joy and yet unexpectant
There is no one here, yet bliss is throbbing
Form a hollow shell, yet scintillating
25-November-2020
Fragrance divine ineffable
Real; not a mere parable
Suffusing form from head to toe
Tender touch inimitable
Once softened attention mellow
Presence beholds how love hues grow
Poised in stillness, unexpectant
Reaping fruits of seeds we did sow
Erst fears and desires decadent
Innocence here and now present
Feels deep within, bliss magnetism
Cognisant of heart radiant
Bliss mists fill us, leaving no chasm
Within this here, mind-body prism
Boundaries blur, nodes within stir
Synced with the divine pendulum
08-November-2021
“ceasing all doing, shift to undoing
imbibing bliss elixir uplifting”
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At the centre of each throb is silence;
pristinity untouched, a calm vibrant.
Go in there, oh hermit, in innocence,
our stance unseeking and unexpectant,
imbibing pure bliss to hearts contentment.
Ceasing striving, rest in meditation,
each moment of the flow, celebration!
Suffused with joy, be here and now present.
Each moment alive with bliss elation;
our orientation thus, permanent.
08-December-2020