A Monk With No God
Delta wave slumber, healing and pure.
Nothing the subconscious cannot cure.
All-in-all essence—creation’s force.
Impossible to name life’s true source.
Permeating worlds beyond count,
With grace, those cosmic numbers surmount.
Divine illumination within,
Consciousness eternal, without end.
“I think,” and thus prove that I exist—
Such an argument can be dismissed.
Unmeasured thought: no length, breadth, or weight.
Nothing to quantify or translate.
Cosmos expanding faster than light;
Humankind struggles with their own plight.
If nothing is greater than one’s mind,
How shall eternity be defined?
A monk with no god Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
9/22/2025
No paradigm of peace will ever dwell
Upon the land of evil and the outcasts
Who are not evil, but were born in hell
And this alienates them from the lucky ones
Who despise those unfortunates, believing
They’ve drawn the short straw they deserved for sins
Of their forefathers, which seems merely decieving
To the unfortunates, for they’re not welcomed in
The lands of lucky, and those habitants of hell
Don’t understand the laws of kinship from the Bible
And this exacerbates their fates so well
That makes them feel a bit upset about arrival
And so predictably they hate the lucky ones
And so the lucky hate those people in return
The only option left is to load up the guns
Expanding hell, for reason possibly unknown
The explanations become vaguer, there is no
Plain truth to tell, and every fool looks pensive
Although when killing is the only way to go
Both sides meet hell for being too defensive.
While the universe is ever-expanding
life on earth becomes even more demanding
despite a few one or two
world-shattering improvements
man is still wallowing
in the proverbial primordial
and if this road he insists on following
our future looks severely bleak
as where once we were happily winning
we're now all on a losing streak
yet history has taught him nothing
that and his memory is short
no thanks to his stupidity
between rocks on a hard place we are caught
but what about our children
those innocents who go unsung
there's not a lot for them to look forward to
that bell can't be unrung
as the genie is out of the bottle
what with plastic and fossil fuels
here's one last thought
I'm glad I won't be around to witness
the final endgame result
of what we silly fools hath wrought
Infinite and expanding
By Michelle Morris
21/02/2023
Scientists say that the Universe
Is continually expanding
But in order to do this
There has to be something out there
Further than the boundaries of the
Universe as we know and understand it
How do we know that it is not God?
God Who's experience through us
The billions that live on Earth
Added to those in other galaxies?
All our experiences help expand
God's experience and in turn, the Universe
For we are all connected through
Time and space and energy
The strings and loops and synergies
Atoms and quarks and sparks
Of inspiration and joy and love
And peace and Creation
The magic and miracles
The mystery and infinite potential
The knowledge and experience
The understanding and existence
It all ties together in all that
We are and all that we do
This is the beauty of me
And of you
God and the Universe
Beyond all
Beyond boundaries
Infinite and expanding
Forever
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Come over here, stand closer to me.
The universe is expanding.
The two of us will fly apart
if you stay right were you're standing.
I
The universe has no center; even if it did, it would be similar to going in circles around the equator
II
But the equator is earth-bound; even then the equator is an imaginary east- west line. Or it the Equator a west-east line?
III
The universe is expanding, but really on the outside only. It's like a canvas art with splashes and sprays and voids on a canvas. The colors and artwork remain put ... Only the canvas is being stretched ... and no planet, star, galaxy, or black hole ... loses its space or original location
IV
The universe kinda does have a center ... Kinda. But it's called the Big Bang. So when anyone on earth & those ubiquitous Gurus teach you to CENTER your self, be very careful for the explision. Your very own big bang center!
V
Gurus beware! Exploding students are likely
The railway is expanding
So the government’s demanding
That anything that’s standing
In the way must be removed.
Remove the stock brick terraces
Our family homes and premises
For onward comes the nemesis
Of all we’ve known and loved.
Uprooted oaks and plane trees
Will be replaced by steel gantries
But what prayers will fill the chantries
For the soul that’s being crushed?
Only the rapid rattling rale
Of the stuttering high-speed rail
Will be all that shall prevail
Over the nightingale and thrush.
While we just keep on pretending
That our growth is never-ending,
That the world will keep on bending
To the might of human power
And we keep on moving faster
To escape the sure disaster
When we find we’re not the master
Of this world that we devour.
© Barry Freeman 15th May 2021
Alone with a thought, in a void of space,
Alone with colours at night,
Hearing galactic waves of stars,
Hearing a galactical fight,
With soft booming rolls and a quick happy dance,
Harmonising like a fairy of fun,
Becoming a groove of bright star happy hot thoughts,
Bouncing along like a drum,
And then with you gripped she walks to the edge,
Peers to the cavern below,
And allows the music to embrace all your mind,
As you’re engulfed with the “now” of Tonto,
And you think you know whatever you thought,
You feel new but can’t figure out why,
You’re heeled with colours of absolute love,
From those galactic waves in the sky.
There was once a fat Santa Claus felt
That his Mrs Claus wanted him svelte
But the wiggle and jelly
That so jiggled his belly
Was the thing made her icicles melt.
~ 5th Place ~ in the the "Holiday Themed Limerick" Poetry Contest, Tania Kitchin, Judge & Sponsor.
( Syllables = 9, 9, 7, 7, 9 - counted at HowManySyllables.com )
I feel so sad
for the sun
that spends its days
without its brethren
We all have ambition a real driving force
but is ambition really worth it all
after all, life has only a few short years
once need a stick before being down to crawl
The psalmist tells of the King of Israel
with justice and righteousness, he did reign
this godly reign was of lasting blessing
it was like the land being showered with rain
Israel's King reigns over the nations
so many ignorant of God's gospel
why will they bow before this king?
he shall deliver the needy from their shell
The hearts of the nations will he win
for the quality of his mercy will effect
to draw them into his blessed fold
indeed God's purpose to lovingly select
God brings joy around all the nations
for it, He will be known around the globe
His praise increase for overflowing blessing
long for God, kingdom ambitions in your probe
(PSALM 72 & 67)
I smell the coppery scent of fresh blood,
and the stench of death, excrement, and piss.
A soldier lies dead, his face in the mud;
I never thought that war would be like this.
My mind is numb; I cannot shed a tear,
nor change reality—why even try?
There is nothing left within me but fear,
the more I live, the more I want to die.
I fear the killing will never be done,
for Hope has all but abandoned me.
And I fight a war that cannot be won,
pain and suffering are all that I see.
War is an ever-expanding abyss,
where mere survival often feels like bliss.
The family tree
On this day we will plant a tree
To symbolize the growth of our family
For long ago seeds were planted
After time you had roots of your own
Root by root you nurtured each one
With a mixture Of support and a sprinkle of love
After countless hours of understanding
Our family tree was quickly expanding
Like the seasons come and go
The tree branches continue to grow
For life is ever changing nothing stays the same
So on this day, we plant new memories
In a whole new domain
Beneath the tree, we plant life's precious moments
Like all my children so far away
When the wind blows they all find their way
Soon I know they will be on their way
Back to the tree
Where dreams of today
And memories of tomorrow
Live on day after day
Arbor Landing Is Expanding
Memories always occur in the past
And forever they will last and last
May be picture of someone you love
Who has gone to heaven above.
In album somewhere you do save
A picture of your parents grave
As a reminder of times gone by;
All of us eventually soon do die.
Will walk or play cards together
Regardless of what kind of weather;
Now we know what they meant;
God from past to us memories sent.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Lightened, standing explosion, looking in. mental wealth may begin. Casual wonder meeting the eye, bright then mellow, sun drop blinding, the eventual rise. Though I know you well, let the journey edge near. The natural prize, will never flinch, these roads leading, can never end.
City fluster, expanding colors. Thoughts wonder, reds taking the seeking eye. Mending madness, passing, and then striking again. Show spacing, the luxury beast, never tamed, existence flaming, these and more, happening within.
Stretch the everlasting, bring the path of awe, dropping mouth, sensation reeling, curiosities needing, the ones of no doubt. Ah, strike, strike, the tone of giving gift. Bursting thunder, These my expanding friend.
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