Best Vibrational Poems
Start at the start
ask your questions
Although I’m no priest
I will hear your confession
Divulge your sins
no judgement or correction
Within my skeleton closet
I have my own sin collection
Off the mirror of my silvered mind
you might witness your reflection
Dive deep into my psyche
I’ll gladly offer protection
Our humanity is sacred
within it find connection
Choose what power you need
embrace our connection
Access to my mind
is translucent screen thin
A bridge across the distance
you can easily gaze within
I’ll instinctively grasp your hand
I’ve been where you’ve been
So let’s start where we’ve started
before the barrier of sin
Together finding treasures
hidden within
No need to worry
or regret your choice
I wholeheartedly embrace
the sound of your voice
You offer me mystical music
free from vibrational noise
I hear and listen to you
free willingly by choice
Heart being deeply touched
Joyful eyes become moist
Together our inner children play
as we both rejoice
Feel your heart beating slower
As your breath becomes shallower
There is strength in release
it connects you to your power
A life can change in a moment
or be transformed in an hour
So rise up, climb up
to the top of the tower
At the edge of the universe
light up the night sky
You are born to be
a transcendent meteor shower.
Response to Elaine Perrin’s “Help Me Please” poem
I am Your poetry,
the words that warm tide your body,
the pen that presses deep into pulsing paper,
kissing the chaos away from moods of mind that static flicker,
I am your poetry,
born to be the Angel ink you drink,
a taste that flavors your lust fire sinless sultry,
intoxication of obsession spilling true love beyond sanity...
I am your simplicity,
honest moisture in the corner of your open eye,
the Midnight lip bite that awakens desire to breathe deeply,
I overcome questions with answers making your heart joy cry,
My voice proving through vibrational pull I'm Your's exclusively,
I am your tangible simplicity to scry,
hold me as a living prophecy,
I am no secret, I am love's answer to Why...
I am your therapy,
my mouth strong on the center node of your neurodivergant bloom personality,
embracing empatheticly moods unfairly forebode
by a society frightened by a woman's life fire energy,
I am your therapy caressing the code,
learning together a pillar of our love be fidelity,
the psychometrics satisfied to certify our love be never cold...
I am Your fantasy,
the match lit red diamond head
with one lick unleashing your sweet oil wick fury,
a combustion that spreads relentlessly to be fed,
I am your fantasy surging shamelessly,
Your refined nails know my name and I bleed,
a beautiful beast you become, I do not plead, I serve ecstacy,
the truth has teeth, our bodies climax in pure speed...
I am Your Victory,
Your Champion undaunted by the Devil,
I worship your star, kissing the scar, cradling heart teary,
You meet Me on the level of love believing in the eternal,
I am your Victory, a phoenix ready,
You congratulate Me for devotion unconquerable,
My lips touch your hand sure,
You and I forever married...
J.A.B.
phoenix ready,
Wearing life as a loose garment
Enmeshed but not controlled
Stoically involved in every breath
Holding life within his cupped hands
Exhaling in sonorous agreement
A vibrational itinerant
Seeking the solace of the present
In an ever changing now
An Oak tree weeps with him
Sharing the endlessness of his moment
The sun and the moon are
in parallel line with our world and
sister world that spins side by side;
interdimensional through reality’s eye.
Vibrational frequencies set both apart.
One is unveiled, the other is dark.
Yet time portals exist in between,
Connecting both worlds both seen and unseen.
Visitors appear through these portals of time,
through sacred geometry they quietly speak
to those who are open and unafraid
of climbing the ladder into the unknown.
Kindred spirits dwell to connect,
inherently aware through their DNA.
© 2014 Connie Marcum Wong
Your mind your thoughts, they are you
What you see in a mirror is not so true
Its what you are thinking
That makes you feel good
Think about this, you really should
Its how you feel,what people perceive
Its your vibrational energy, do believe
If your on a low, that's where you'll go
And all that surrounds you, are on the same flow
I know you've been there many a time
What brought you back, was it your mind?
Yes it was your mind for sure
You had had enough in that state
Only you had the power to open the gate
And set yourself free
To come back to reality
Feeling happy is a natural state to be
If only you realise the power in you
A prolonged thought, will come true
But must be held with passion and feeling
Take this on trust, cause seeings believing
When you feel wonderful, and life is great
The world around you will flow in this state
But to keep it there and not fall back
you must Never ever think of lack
This is something you've never done before
Cast every bad thought out the door
Every moment of every day
Positive thoughts must be in play
Its hard to do at first I know
You must keep battling on
Its when your thinking positive thoughts
Nothing can go wrong
You will slip at times, but that's OK
If you get back on track straight away
For that is where you will find
The creation of all your desires
HELD WITHIN YOUR MIND!!!
Zone A is a flightless bee turning a corner on a wheel. A glowing wheel. Wow such atomic prowess of stripes. But entering under the ocean and travelling at speed is a submerged undetected mobile monster whose instruction is to annihilate an entire side of a country. Wave not at this. The sea life is very confused at the disturbance in the waters. It is not the fault of a fault line. It is merely the beginning of an eradication. This is no underwater pretty specie. It is a journeying destroyer. All trees know. They feel the vibrational frequency through their wise roots. No signal boxes in an underwater roadway. Preplanned movement of murmurs. Akin to an epic blockbuster multiplied by several million. Safety safer still stating staying survives? And a dish of frozen ice cream is never eaten in a grey shrapnel cloud. Take a very large multicoloured multifunctional tent into the centrepiece of a land mass. Reaching residences. No ha no x nothing. Perhaps later. Maybe not. Message mingling minding mince. And a dove flying at over 80000099 feet above sea level. Not good. Not wow. Deviant not a design. Pickled worm. And a fat portly man with a pumpkin face. Darkness's of fortresses with smoked food. And an oceanographic soup boiling. Sap sale spit. And a dog in a stripey square hat laughing. No telephone wire in an earthly clump then. Ornithological 57*90*1
Music it is..
A melody
A tune..
Sounds..
A vibration..
A frequency..
Of the highest..
Love of music..
Comforts and soothes the soul..
Touches the soul profoundly..
Stimulates the senses..
The sound of lovely music..
A vibrational caress it is..
Vibrational caresses surrounds one's entire being..
A warm energetic glow of high definition frequencies..
Fills the entire environment..
Music is food and medicine for one's ears..
Delectable and crucial it is..
Music adds and enhances memories..
Joyful memories..
Feelings of nostalgia..
One's first kiss..
One's first romance..
One's first love..
Music it is..
Pure joy of living in the now..
A bitter and painful experience..
Music heals the pain..
Bitterness shall turn into sweetness..
Music represents the heart..
Music equals love..
I shall enter a musical gateway..
The gateway to bliss..
Gentle eye, mellow heart, love outpouring
Our void like presence, spacial and vibrant
Magnetic bliss currents, enlivening
In stillness, to each nuance, sentient
At first stupor interrupts staid silence
Over time, silence displaces stupor
Assigning thus, innocence preference
Signalling consciousness fulcrum stabler
Upon internalising attention
Within the domain of our heart, spacial
Our divine connect prioritisation
Reveals blissful hues of Gods miracles
The pathless path; journey without movement
Vibrational ascent, in contentment
06-February-2021
"The Upper Room"
When time expanded
the heart opened -
the mind, like a shell,
spoke like a wheel
turning
the sum of all
towards the central core
the next number
in the sequence
is the sum
of the two before it
to believe in 1
order is found within
synchronicity’s calculation
The eyes watching,
collectively move
beyond fear
leaning into the place
of love, a new language
beyond words, very near
inside
the key turns
we are
a higher form
of alignment,
we are
the conduit,
collectively opening
the door
to the place of all things,
where there is a time
and place for everything,
the inherent divine
of all things
one note,
playing us all spectacularly
the mouth opens
inviting,
inside the cry
darkness like a cave,
speaks volumes
like light
the ears hear
the soul escape
on a vibrational note,
we are mirrors
reflecting the echo
inside us all
beliefs
and thoughts
we are used to,
bound by colours
and separation,
are unhinged gates
now removed from us,
thrown away
we are
love notes open
felt in the core,
not seen,
accelerating alignment
manifestation
the rapidity
of the tone vibration
transformation,
the true eternal
self expression, found
in how you dream
to see
your world
we are
vibrational scores
now opening door,
becoming
something other
than what we
were before
entry to the
Upper Room
Love notes,
we are keys
in vibrational score
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
"Heart Chakra Opening"
https://youtu.be/DxMzvUtN3Gc
Withering wandering waves of a wasted will
The Nomad stands in solace within the silent still
Universal laws that lock and securely seal
Metaphorical minds that soon rebelliously reveal
Lachrymal light years that have gallantly gone
Pensive prisons meticulously molding a mortal pawn
Methodical madness mocking a soulless vessel
Where the deceived desiccated lie numbly nestled
A spirit stimulated by satiated slings and arrows
Barely escaping the narcotized narcissistic narrows
Vigilant valorous voids pleasingly passing through
To help distill the poisoned biotic bacterial brew
In the realms of the Nomadic turbulent tribes
Stands one alone with votive vibrational vibes.
June.08.2016
For Contest...
DISTANT THINGS...By John Lawless
Positive thoughts
Mind over matter
Energy no longer scattered
Laws of attraction
Vibrational satisfaction
In every direction
Life destination
Preserves self expression
On the path of inspiration
Uplifts spiritual enlightenment
With magnetic reflection
Mirrored in joy
A chord, not unkind,
resonates permeates
within my spirit.
I blend with this vibration
shaking quaking with desire
while each note takes me higher
to the sun drifting low in the sky.
Under the pink and reds of sunset do I stand.
Attentive to each stroke you land.
Right on cue.
I laugh in delight
to gaze out at the world anew.
Breathing the fresh air,
I listen to the birds croon,
while the leaves sway to the tune.
Glorious earth!
Filled with such abundance,
Life flowing
dancing, growing up under us.
The ocean plays the strings,
music to my soul,
my heart sings.
I wonder why
anyone would cry
unless they didn’t hear
life’s great chorus
as love draws near.
Nothing should I fear.
Until the dark sky
blocked the distant light.
All turned quiet.
I couldn’t breathe.
I began to drift too deep
forgetting the chord
falling asleep.
Forever should I have remained
unadorned, unsung,
locked up tight.
But for the distant melody
heard one night in my dreams.
I found company
and I was led to be free.
So many reasons I have to adore
hearing his music
his vibrational chord.
Out loud, up high,
standing tall, he played.
Patiently waiting
peacefully playing
reaching further
than others kneeling.
Should I not love such strength
guiding me
loving me
playing my life on a fiddle
whittling away the rough edges
revealing a riddle
maybe a middle
road or path to take?
Yes, this is the chord that vibrates.
Life’s about loving
all for one one for the other.
The chord that I play
follows this song.
And as I stand under the sky,
this time it’s dawn,
violet hues appear above my head.
I feel strong.
And, all I can do,
is play my song
and love who comes along.
Gale Lynne
WHAT MAY WE FIND INSIDE OURSELVES,
WHEN WE FEEL SOMETHING HAS BEEN LOST?
A CONSCIOUSNESS ONCE HIGHEST AMONG VIBRATIONS.
WE WERE THE CREATORS OF THE UNIVERSE,
ONLY FOUND IN BLISS AND IMMORTALITY.
WE FELL IN CONSCIOUSNESS AND
FELL UPON A PHYSICAL PLANE CALLED EARTH,
WHERE DARKNESS AND LIGHT MEET.
WHY DID WE LOSE OUR HIGH LEVEL OF CONSCIOUSNESS?
HOW DO WE REACH THIS HIGHER VIBRATIONAL CONSCIOUSNESS AGAIN?
THIS QUESTION LIES IN THE HEART OF HUMANITY,
AND OUR QUEST FOR TRUTH AND FREEDOM.
FOR WE WILL REACH OUR TRUE DESTINY,
AND MOVE OUT OF DUALITY INTO IMMORTALITY.
WRITTEN BY, CHADWICK ANDREW VINCENT
APRIL 2015
The walls open their eyes as
the mantids begin to weave
a loving celestial vibe, incensing
the onset of this boundless drive
Not questioning if one will retain
sentience, escaping for a time
confinement within her hive
machine-like serpentine's
propel mega metallic craft
exerting complex, magically carved
oaken ores
opening dimensional gateways
ascending straight-through
intensified vibrational planes
utilising the great wave
unlocking these secret doors
Fantastic crystal-blue eyed
gnomes with iridescent feather
shaped cheekbones perform
a dance, whilst oscillating
their elongated gold spoons
Traces of a nameless ancient face on
innumerable orange-pinkish moons
within vast space, divinely harmonised
eternally ringing out in high tune
mangled memories and misery doors of deception and doubt
one way in.... one way out
slumbering children awaken to reality and strife
into world of vibrational frequencies and light
our minds hover in darkness as our senses feel for proof
searching for the subconscious switch that inevitably offers truth
substituting truth for shades of shallow gray
sacrificing sanity as sensibility fades away
listening for the distance knock of oppurtunity
while we granny clutch the gears of spiritual maturity
the body weakens with every passing day
but the spirit strengthens as the flesh is torn away
as we grow old we are forced to believe in something more
to believe in something greater than what we are put here for
we may lose focus and sometimes stray the path
but our spiritual beings ultimately guides us back
the polarities of life imprison our minds
with chains of moral construct
but a beackon of hope flashes within the mind
offering serenity from demoralizing conduct
though we can not physically see... hope does shine
we only have to embrace it in the vastness of our minds
hold true to what is love and hope will play its part
while love paints the portrait hope will convey the art
thank you miss gwen for giving this poem a proper and honorable title i am really bad with titles i suck at it =)