Best Vibratory Poems
Reach the highest realms..
Where there is no hierarchy..
Only a change in frequency..
A high vibratory frequency..
So in tune with love..
Tune into a channel of peace and harmony..
A construct of no limitations..
Captured by softness light as a feather..
Enraptured by the wondrous multiple time dimensions..
Swimming in the glory of high vibratory realms..
Diving head first in the luscious landscapes of indescribable bliss..
We seek the indescribable outside..
Seek and you shall find..
The indescribable divinity within..
I wander – lost in this eternal sleep
thirsty for the cooling scent of dewdrops
cold beneath the torrid noonday sun
locked in the blackened drape of silence
torturous – these strains of melancholy
aching for the distant touch of music
mourning life’s vibratory thrum
this curse of godless demons – this eternal sleep
devoid of all things beautiful
bereft of colors conflagration
lingering - forever wanting
death’s lie– this eternal sleep
5/17/2018
A Poem about DEATH Poetry Contest
sponsor – Broken Wings
Theme – “this eternal sleep”
My life in an aquarium, so great,
But fearsome, with unknown fate.
Swimming against the fresh water,
Flapping my gills for a breather,
The air pump producing bubbles,
Sending my body in jiggles,
The actinic lights send a spectrum,
Each time causing a spasm,
And I move downward in fear,
Hoping I might disappear,
My life in an aquarium, so great,
But fearsome, with unknown fate.
Re-surfacing after a short while,
Assured of a safe profile,
Going back to my previous dance,
The water brewing romance,
Keeping my eyes wide open,
Of course with great caution,
I detect vibratory ripples,
Must be time for something scrumptious,
My life in an aquarium, so great,
But fearsome, with unknown fate.
Following my meal lead nobly,
I come upon a worm on a spree,
Hidden by the blue green algae,
Yes it seems so beefy,
Covetously I swallow my meal,
Trying to elope with zeal,
I notice my mouth is hooked,
Sooner or later I might be cooked.
My life in an aquarium, so great,
But fearsome, with unknown fate.
Vibratory force affirms my soul
Harmonizing with dynamic goal
Disconnect from willful despair
Self healing in the soil of repair
Conscious calm saturates conviction
Explosions bomb all negative affliction
Attuned to chants of eternal meaning
Emerge cultivated with cosmic healing
Silly Strings
Translations of vibrations, resonance of the synchronized spheres
Oscillation in modulation, sympathetic symphonies that one hears
Acoustic chambers flowing flavors, symphonic strings pull the heart
Vibratory voices making chanting choices at the local musical mart
Weeping wings with signature sings the sadness of the chime
The ecstasy of euphony within the rhythms of the jaded rhyme
Melodic memories healing remedies of the harmonic tidal waves
Pulsations and undulations the new minstrels of riveting raves.
Feb.04.2017
Music To My Soul - Contest
Sponsored by: Laura Loo
Riding high on the limpid waves
Rising high on the shimmering presence
Blue waters of white marbled chequers
For the eternal hymns of wayward heart
The golden domes invoking a saffron path.
Novices of thoughts and sunshine abiding
The golden swarms of vibratory atoms
The hush of pilgrims on the circular pitch
Tearing apart structures of egoed ditch.
Give vent to destinations of beauty & liberty
The concerns of soul now past its restrictions
Illuminate a glance bereft of the inner tumult
Saluting the Guru’s presence in a silent rebirth.
Soul Consciousness
Is it the consciousness of the soul we seek?
Or the “conscious” mind in search of its “soul”.
For the soul resides in the eternal unconscious,
is ever present in the eternal – present – moment’s
subtle “animation” of the physical,
stimulation of the mental.
My soul…..the essence of my being
has existed for all of time,
is but a particle of the whole
an aspect of the “deity”,
a facet of creations desire for fulfillment
seeking union with its purpose.
My soul is consciously aware
of creations incompletion,
of the need for men and women
to acknowledge themselves
as the envoys of creation,
unite in bringing the state
of heaven – on earth.
For the extrapolation of the words
“and they were in one place with one accord”
would bring into effect a
vibratory validation of the belief
that “we souls” have a responsibility
to sound a conscious tone
in word, in action, in living
not bound by the strictures of a credo
but of a soul consciousness
vibrantly animating our being.
John G. Lawless
5/22/2016
On that day my soul grew midstream, midstream;
I threw my Antarctic upon the floor;
They are perfumed from unseen sunken breams;
There Venusian's underscored treasures;
Take all that’s from out my heart does measures;
Oceans surrounding submissive pleasures;
I heard a domestic, marine oiling;
My small mouth bass, I could not awaken;
Seas crave the endogenous, temps boiling;
Sharp tooth sharks swim for fish for the taken;
Darken shadowed waters covered stricken;
Sea starfish broken dead floating silken;
In their stepped a vibratory sea bass;
Shark bate, I crave the saturnine south seas;
An echo from ocean floor hollered back;
above and below ocean mangrove trees;
also threw my whiting on shore of seas;
Was standout, breakout stout watery breeze;
When thinking of underwater ocean
Think seaweed in liquid torrent motion ?
3/30/19
Urban Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sonnet poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
Babies
Babies trouble me.
I am always wary about what
it is that they know –
that they aren’t telling us.
Can their toes really taste that good?
Babies are a lot like snowflakes.
No two are alike. I like to think
they look just like themselves.
No sense saddling them with
Uncle Henry’s nose or
Aunt Harriet’s bushy eyebrows.
Babies are life’s tuning forks.
They emit a vibratory invitation
impossible to refuse.
They also relieve us of our normal
self consciousness and allow us
to be spontaneously silly.
Babies love to laugh and find
it amusing to make us laugh.
We think that babies are dependent
on us to provide what they need.
Babies know that we are dependent
on them – to reconnect us with what
is really important
A smile, a laugh, a tasty toe, a burp,
a pair of warm jammies, a welcoming heart.
Babies teach us to believe, to trust,
to love, to rock in time to a heartbeat..
John G. Lawless
Contradistinction
opposed quality and form
our eye's can fool us...
Contradiction speaks
opposed word choice inflection
our ear's can fool us...
Conventional truth
learned behavior mounts as,
our mind can fool us...
Indifference comes
vibratory energy
collective magnet...
OCEAN BOTTOM VIEWED-
On that day my soul grew midstream, midstream;
I threw my Antarctic upon the floor;
They are perfumed from unseen sunken breams;
There Venusians underscored treasures;
Act all that’s from out my heart does measures;
Oceans surrounding submissive pleasures;
~
I heard domestic, marine oiling;
My smallmouth bass, I could not awaken;
Seas crave the endogenous, temps boiling;
Sharp tooth sharks swim for fish for the taken;
Darken shadowed waters covered stricken;
Sea starfish broke dead floating silken;
~
In their stepped a vibratory sea bass;
Shark bite, I crave the saturnine south seas;
An echo from ocean floor hollered back;
Above and below ocean mangrove trees;
Also threw my whiting on the shore of seas;
Was a standout, breakout stout watery breeze?
~
When thinking of underwater ocean
Acts seaweed in liquid torrent motion?
6/4/19
Your Choice, Any Form, Any Theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Is there no way
No path
No distant beacon
Naught but the roar
Of roiling breakers
Scattering the stony beach
With driftwood scarecrows
Is there no truth
No quietude of soul
No vibratory vindication
Save the shrieking tremor
Of faltering hearts
Weeping
For unknown lovers
Is there no light
Untouched by darkness
Un-blinded by the shadows
Fearless in its ferocity
Gentle in its gaze
Unmindful
Of its magnificence
Swimming gracefully beneath the ocean..
Where their lies a wonderland of exquisite beauty
Creatures of the ocean merrily swimming in harmony
Mammels singing on high vibratory frequencies
Along harmonic sounds ..
A world so unknown ..
Mysterious realms of inner worlds beneath the ocean..
A mermaid I am..
This is my world..
Breathtaking and beautiful
I swim and at times head toward the surface of the ocean
Cystal clear aqua blue waters surrounds me
I sometimes ride the waves in pure ecstasy..
High tides and the splendor of the moon..
I relish the moments I may unite with oysters
Which I admire so..
The oysters have blessed us all with pearls..
Shining, glistening pearls all supplied from the great oysters
I proudly wear the shiny pearls..
Wrapped lovingly around my neck.
My long golden locks flowing in the wind..
I soak up the sun and feel its warm embrace..
I connect with an abundance of sea shells..
Sea shells often send me signals
As I place a sea shell close to my ear
Sounds and vibrations..
An incredible communication of signs ..
Between the sea shells and I..
Each and every day I devour this Paradise..
For I am free to roam the seven seas of heaven on earth..
My love for the ocean ..
Is the ocean..
Quasar pulse time moves
at the pause ratio of
radioactive query change
A long anticipated moment of attraction
did quicky supernova boom,
then it slowly did mushroom
into repellant cloudy, doubtful affection
Heartbeat fears
perceptually travel
on quantum tick-tock gears
of uncertainty
Unknown quality of years,
diastolic guessing
Vibratory standstill
only lament expand glacial regrets
Inert decisions
based on vein transverse concepts —
Kinetic permutations of a void, after-vow life
Nil short hand trust keep spinning backwards
Neutron clock halts bio-rhythm progress;
nuclear bond broken, uncoupling kismet
Goodbye waves of binary permanence fusion
create so many
proton teary Eves and electron frown Adams
Paradoxically, unsettled matter
coalesces at entropy speed
High density flow of severed devotion
be an anti-betta Fate phenomenon:
A dual retrograde stillness of eMotion
Bosom thoughts, so whisper sublime,
do travel faster-than-flight
How null was the shooting star time?
Premature departure coursed flatline
through a serrated wormhole
in the vacuum cardio
Shared space contract
slower than
a frozen common asset
Oscillating fidelity
bandwidth kilohurtz breathe
aorta flux impurity
In the stillness of passion entropy;
that vast, intimate static ocean of much less
Suspended dreams drifts silently —
Non-animated feelings, so full of emptiness
Oh, how the ventricular pain throbs,
feel how slow the time bleed
When the systolic ticking sobs stop,
where will that stillness lead?
My material body fills with light;
A vibratory celebration into a newfound birthright.
A power of wisdom and maturity is present.
Opening one-thousand eyes in which I have secretly peeked
At the impressive ability
I no longer seek.
Alive vital view of expansion and love,
I am here now sent from a counsel above.
I have brought a gift for countless to receive.
Hear me, feel me, know me.
For I am the essence of eternity.
Look at me and know yourself.
For you lie within me as well.
I bring this healing forth to you to unite our
Universal love that is infinitely True.
You are the light of awareness and Truth.
Falter not and devotion sustained.
We are all linked as an omnipresent chain.
We waiver not in earnest practice.
Align thyself with holy healing persistence…