Best Visionarylight Poems
I closed my eyes today…
I went deep within myself and kissed the lips of my soul…
I was reciprocated with soul love,
Sending a fast, tingling vibration through my body…
I was jolted with angelic passion bolts of pink light,
Entering my root source and shooting from my head…
I was one with you…
I felt your pulse…
I tasted your breath…
I felt your hips…
I rocked in consummating rhythm with you…
I sent my white light to our earth…
To use where healing is needed…
I saw our light source today,
It was more beautiful than I can say…
I closed my eyes today…
I had a dream yestreen:
There was darkness' and light's, And I stood between;
To the side of light I looked with a sigh,
There men spent ineffable rights, by and by.
There love was a sea, and virtue was virgin,
Thus I tell and believe me, I was compelled to go in;
In a mansion of pure golds, where pence ever smell,
They welcome lords, and I rich I got as well.
Peace I found long and wide, faith I met even,
Abysmal never betide, those confess are forgiven;
With elation profound, now I walked like mighty,
On this humble ground, on the land of light.
There respect roams around, for the old, by the young,
There birds knit melodies aloud, only beautiful and earlier unsung;
Nothing there at once relents, even the ants of soil,
His vowed great intent, to make some content boil.
A people of looks fair, God's honor and rare,
And wisdom enough and spare is a source-gown they wear;
Where noble judges reign, and honor to souls prevail,
And every mind is sane, and none ever wail.
Now I hold my money to count, the much I may have earned,
Hoping for a great amount, as I have ever yearned;
But I feel I hold a lump, some like no pence,
Deftly I light a lamp, and watch linen with diffidence.
And thus I sit disconcerted, then, to visualize the vision I contemplate,
How I become positive hearted and idleness hate!
Set to curve a history might, silver and gold to mine,
Appetite for sophistry right, on virtue to dine and wine.
Do you wake? Shall you sleep?
I know not where you lie
To the east, my deepest hope
To the west, her eyes
And I remain a shadow yet
I know not rise or fall
As but a shade, I lie in whole
Dearest Light --my all
I find you not in heavens grasp
Nor in the space between
I fear that night has lost your grace
Or have I even seen?
...Wait, I know this sacred warmth
Yes, I know its heart
Upon my cheek, a kiss --a touch
What darkness holds apart?
For as a hope, I feel you
As a voice, I hear
Yet as a light, I know you not
Nor I the glistening tear
Still, I wait as I must
For soon, the light must break
Be it as a rising song
Or final breaths to take
And in that moment, in that light
A kiss upon my cheek
Here, the truth of night, of day
Of love I dare to speak
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A Poem for the contest "Sunrise --verses-- Sunset"
(sponsored by HGarvey Daniel Esquire)
by Christopher Steven Coan
I avoid the light that invades the space of the windows
Because it perturbs the nuances of my thoughts:those
Frigid sepulchral memories of yesteryear's love lying
Uniformly beyond a damp partition of consciousness,trying
To escape as a means of a venerable excuse for me to
Decimate this flesh and soul which gives residence to
Those effulgent ponders that waver restlessly and tangent
Upon the structure of the optimists' creed that was bent
From capricious minds and hypomanic-states to which nothing
States of the verities of the now abysmal dolor which rings
Through my heart with incessant intonation of a melody
That schlepps through my senses in remoteness of euphony
Which springs forth from mouths of angels vocalizing of their
Bath of heaven's reign;an absolute catharsis amid their
Freedom.And within those octaves I hearken of the loss
Of my freedom which I once embraced in the solitude
That abraded piquancy of vibrant day,having worn it away
To evince the cold moments of paltry existence when those
Unawakened fleeting thoughts(which are semblable to windows
Of graves)allow no memory of yesteryear's love bereft
To evade,and no glint of light to invade the eyes of death.
The dark invented my mind
Inspired my designs
The light created the pain
Duality insane
All hope has taken a turn
Become something I yearn
And only reason is left
Fighting off my bitter theft
The war within confides
With universal life
Still something they can’t see
Duality disagrees
All laws are part of the plan
To openly re-expand
The darkness in our thoughts
For this the truth runs short
The love of life will fear
The love of hate too near
But then what do I know?
My dualism grows
As night digs deep in the dirt
Now clutching at my hurt
The light is holding me
Duality’s guarantee
I light you like a cigarette,
Take one puff and cough maniacally.
I throw you to the ground
And hold you there with my shoe,
Thinking, Damn
I should have puffed you one more time.
I light you like a campfire
And stir the amber for a while,
Forgetting to let nature take its course.
Every once in a while
Something pops and crackles,
And I have to wipe a hot ash from my eye.
I light you like a Christmas tree,
Perceiving the beauty which reflects
On the surface of my iris.
I can fall asleep beside you,
Silently admiring everything
You probably can't even see.
I light you as I would a darkened room,
And at times I fall asleep
Not knowing you're turned on.
At the end of the month,
I sit at home and wonder
Why my bills are so high.
I light you like a candle
To watch your passion dance
As every slight whisper
Graces your neighboring air.
I shudder to think your wick will come to an end,
And I put you out.
Then, I light you like a bomb fuse,
Knowing the explosion
Will excite and devour me,
Knowing the fire will take
All of my being into account,
Like freeing a spirit from its temple.
In your eyes, I see the sky
Shrouded deep in mist
Then revealed to show your heart
In it, heaven's kiss
As the light now graces
I long that you see mine
To hold what cannot capture
They seek, but do not find
Waters of the ocean tide
Captured in your grace
In them, light cannot escape
Beauty holds its place
Do not shut them idly, dear
May they stay in sight
Keep them looking toward the light
The shining gems so bright
I have seen this light before...
See how I awake!
Something stirs within this heart,
Something bound to break...
The lion of a roaming soul
With cords is made to lie --
A noose about the mighty jaw,
A fear cast in his eye.
In a dream of sleeping, waking --
Heart has lost its mind...
Still, a strength that stays his breath
Until the clock's unwind.
Then, a light that startles,
That rushes through his veins.
Now the rising spirit-song
To wake all that remains.
And a roar...all the world has heard.
Rise, oh captive, see
The very cords that bound your soul
So shattered. You are free.