What is paranormal to some people is our norm.
Everyday stuff to our family.
He stared into his grandmother’s brown eyes.
They had golden flecks, he noticed for the first time.
I know your dreams, she told him. We shared one last night.
Of other lifetimes, right?
Her sixteen-year-old grandson was silent.
Hoping she had not shared his other dream.
Don't leave your woman's intuition on a burner in the kitchen. If you have a premonition don't regard it with suspicion. A helpful tool for those that see, this natural gift of e.s.p.
All she has to do is live her truth
Clairaudient certainly for she sees spirits.
She also has clairvoyance, clairsentience, claircognizance,
Her family is discouraging, disappointed, angry.
First they try to convince her that what she sees is not there.
That her feelings are wrong.
Telling her that her “knowing without knowing how she knows”
is an infraction against God.
But how can it be? Didn’t He create me? She argues.
They poke fun of her, laugh at her, jeer her.
They are her family, her parents, her siblings.
The ones she wanted to trust the most.
She shuts down over time.
Pretends to accept their religion over her spirituality
Their truth over her truth
Their ideals over her absolute knowing.
When she grows up she wanders off and finds other like-minded souls.
They uplift her, nurture her, love her.
Released by the others, she thrives.
Feeling like I’ve been in this weird funk lately
and when I woke up this morning
not much had changed
I’ve just been existing
hoping something would make me feel
okay
So I got dressed and prayed for an abundance
of strength to endure yet another day
And everyday moving forward
I would feel a tad bit better somehow and be fine
A little bit more today than I did
yesterday
Is that really you standing in front of me?
How could you have known
I was actually needing to see you now?
Did my hopes and prayers
conjure you to my
reality?
But the preeminent part of our meeting today was
How you saw me and recognized me first
and you kind of snickered when you declared
“Yeah, I was sort of hoping
I would see you
today…”
ESP extra sensory perception
the ability of some to see the devil's deception
those that possess this extraordinary ability
agents of the Lord who can see what most others can't see
they have the gift to see the evils that dwells within
the hearts and the minds of the devil's men
a keen sense of observation
the acumen of revelation
ESP extra sensory perception
insightful and cognizant reception
in their mind's eye they see the wrong that has been done
the intuition to detect when the spiritual battle has begun
emissaries of God's truth and His light
sent to set those wrong deeds right
agents and earthly angels with the means to discern
children of God about true justice they are concerned
ESP extra sensory perception
the ability to uncover life's deceptions
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.