Esoteric Poems - Poems about Esoteric

Written: April 4th 2025, for contest sponsored by Brian Strand **************** April arises with a gentle promise crocuses awaken from their winter dormancy — while vibrant purples adorn the dawn nestled amidst luscious emerald she sparingly scatters her silk-like haze shades meld mellifluously across the valley a vibrant...

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sometimes the fiendish forest burns   delicate   d r e a m s of this forsaken tree, curating chaos from creased clovers amidst wildwood armor of a grounded warrior~      the            m a i d e n ...

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In vivacious luminous landscape of luring longing, desire sculpts dream, spreads spectrum of ardor in sapphire sky, fervor floats on cloud, shaping sensual crave, charismatic. Spring-soaked beguiled brush paints passionately murals of rapture on convivial canvas, of my heart ebullient, portraying the...

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Throb of rapture borne by bliss divine aligns the energy grid within, as a seamless whole, whence formless presence sees God in plain sight … truth words may not name. How may sages speak of this, save in symbols muddled, huddled, allusions, pointing whilst yet holding back the truth which may not be conveyed … known...

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Kismet’s hand stretches the fabric of creation; Ichor of the gods entwines with auric fields, Numinous ideas become our inspiration; Deeply planting the ascension seeds....

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Given that existence is a seamless whole, separated by invisible membranes, each packet of consciousness in its life role, to expand awareness, against this veil strains and thus we may recognise space too as such, cognised in staid stillness by single eye’s touch, amazed to behold light piercing through its pores, mirrored at our core, on opening truth’s doors....

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Esoteric mountain  The track leading up to the mountain  that had no spire but was as flat as a prairie  in Idaho, dark soil and spuds My faithful dog refused to follow  preferred to hang around at slopes she looked worried  On reaching the topless mountain the sun was hot and had a dizzy spell before passing out, I saw a mule Someone carried me...

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there’s a cavity in my head which is connected to source bliss borne in toroidal heart enlivens the void using no force...

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I am being born again and again From above Not from the will of men And in these births is one aching desire to connect with you my sister, my bride I'll never have another Lover I've always had infinite lovers My awareness has contracted In order to expand explosively Come and drink with me Let us have our fill of love Intoxicating Our spirits touching...

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The modern world is an awe-choice saturation Of stuffness and people, A punguage, An allcode, The hash of all cyphers, nodes and codices Ever scribed, wrote and written, Bitten off, stolen or torn, The mash of all knowledge, The thrash of all oars televisual, The splice of all strings From one edge of time to the other, The open oeuvre of everything, An omnithought of toot, The...

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Chakra or wheel, rotates with God’s power and thus was energised a hidden node, between medulla and bindu, shower of grace inaugurated its abode. We validate truth for others who seek, for it’s a lonely path we walk upon, in elixir supreme, dipping our beak, with each life breath, ushering a new dawn. The happenstance struck, in our waking state, so in our narration,...

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NOT incarnated in an unlight inside this Great Hookworm's duotoroidal traumedy- NOR feverously skeined 'tween the Void's warp-weft over timeleft psukhai shivering- NIL latency in thoughtfoam friths or thrice-past-madness witnesses to Tantalus' entelechy. IT wasn't borne on echoes whooping back from Death's sublime ecstasies; WASN'T found in belching peals abounding out of Entropy's anamnestic reveries- AND even the Twin Trees'...

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In the dead half of night, when the dark is too still, The Sacred Meow Society convenes to court thrill, A council of cats, with eyes all ablaze, With ancient importance through worlds they liaise. They gather in secret, beneath high moon's light, Muted meowing their own regal rite, Discussing the mysteries of yarn and of death, And the ways of the...

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Esoteric Fox did not plan to become the animal whisperer of the forest It happened accidentally, due to his unknown nature of loving. He loved all kinds of small and large animals; His mother hid this. His father was askance, irritated, ashamed; his son was a vegetarian. We are meat eaters! His parents told him, forcing him to taste...

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