Spiritual Irony Poems

An astronomer in Central Park
gazed at the starry sky.
How will it end, he asked the dark?
How will the universe die?
And as cosmology revolved, in his...

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He pondered the Zen of when
Longing for the now of then

For had he not been told
Live in the moment new and old

Be of the pebble...

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Bold Nietzsche declared, “God is dead,”
Humans have killed him, so he said.
Enlightened men, all widely read,
have purged his being from their head.

God decomposed and left...

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As in Plato’s allegory of the cave,
accustomed to darkness, we disown God’s light,
yet cry out to heavens, asking Him to save
us from thought demons, that...

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Converged
Felt an instant connection
You, I, we recognize each other's souls.
Love for each other is unconditional.

A found fond spiritual love
Attunement eye contact so intense
Intense seems psychic...

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he foresees the sun’s eclipse ~ not the eclipse of Sophia’s white light


Date: 01/06/2023
Contest: 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 24 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mark Toney...

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So red the rose a crimson divinity 
Thorns sharp cruel dangerous  
Crush the petals so gently, so soft
Thorns are long, how they prick thee

A...

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Tiny twigs break apart more often
Their puny size, pummeled by little force
Whiny folks break apart more often 
Their puny minds, pummeled by emotion

We live...

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A lonely soul, I haunt this peopled earth;
     and ever solitary, I beside
remain untreasured and ne'er knowing mirth.
   ...

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how big is a soul 
         the truth is nobody knows 
     ...

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Stalwart, salient, silent,
broader arms release / embrace 
our metered miles. 
Measured with the tenuous touch 
of when to now.
So paused, we then invent, somehow 
this...

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Was professor of astronomy, ah those heady days
    Studied fields in cosmology, including solar rays
 Observed galaxies all my life, seeking exotic...

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You’ll have to forgive me mate 
I write how I feel
If I hide it within 
how the hell am I real

I don't dally I give...

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What if this is hell?
What if we cannot live until this flesh dies?
What if our soul is angry that it has been captured and confined
into...

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When the soul forgets, 
we do what we regret.
When the soul forgets, 
we shrink and tremble,
fearing him or her, 
this or that, hating all
of the...

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