Poised Poems - Poems about Poised

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Poised in the void, wingless we fly Soul’s vibrancy heightens We feel presence of God draw nigh Bliss peaks, aura brightens We just follow the scent For our soul’s swift ascent With will to God’s laws bent Ego’s destroyed Poised in the void...

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Arms outstretched. Hands out thrust. Fingers stretched out, reaching, straining, hurting, just barely fail make contact, left hanging untouched. Only a tiny spark zings between the fingers. Like static electricity, which flows when bodies stroked with emotion get charged up with a warm dry rub and discharge with a tiny whip's crack. Our love forever poised, never had the impetus for completion to fruition. As we balked at...

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I need a metaphor for this My mood is Perfectly balanced In the sense that it hovers Exactly at that mid point With no ability to stay there Should there be any vibration Or breeze To mix my metaphor I over compensate Or steer into it I've never quite figured out How to act at the moment I start to lose control...

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Waiting to see His face by divine grace, heart’s burning yearning feels here now within the bosom, heart lotus blossom, as an infallible sign that our soul essence is divine. 16-August-2022...

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Wounded by his and her absence All we knew to do was wait In time emptiness melted to fog, until Tenderness brought us tranquility. At last, we looked to You, as Rain spoke of change, and Skylight touched us like a friend Loyal to the end. Nature itself sought to wake us to wonder Over and over, we held the hands of hope. At last,...

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Poised in the void Voids within our form, source of joy’s bliss swarm ~ silence consumes din, each time we begin. Our triadic heart is where we best start, to hold still focus, along love’s locus. What’s here always was, effect but not cause, borne of choiceless choice, echoes of our voice. Plunge into the source ~ love’s our sole resource, both self-existent and luminescent. 19-May-2022 ...

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Heart enlivens the void by aliveness of soul, no longer by fears toyed, feeling blissful and whole. 09-May-2022 Naani Poetry Contest Sponsor: Joseph May...

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Nonchalance poised in the vast void We are self-existent Vibrant presence, is by love buoyed Melding with the current We let Mother decide Manner of our joy ride As we so wingless glide Heart’s overjoyed Nonchalance poised 22-March-2022 Quietus ...

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Poised in the void, in quietude No thought interference Bliss throb heightens in solitude Beyond mind inference Desire and aversion Transmutes to cessation Time stretched meditation By silence buoyed Poised in the void 10-December-2021 Quietus ...

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Well, the path lengthened out past any horizon the crickets and cicadas firing up their sweet strings We headed toward heaven that late afternoon thin lines of sweat o'er our lips fingertips poised to kiss when the rains came our jackets torn off maneuvering for advantageous position steam floating o'er faraway plains ...

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To be poised In the night, Like a serpent Out of sight. A single candle Dwindles low, For the poet It must show. His muse in All her glory, Inspiring him Majestically. Encouraging him To greater heights, She comes to him These lonely nights. Together they wield The mighty quill, On parchment made From pure will. The song of the muse Is sung by many,...

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Standing upon the stage, Dressed all in white, Hair an a bun spun with feathers, Poised, graceful akin to a swan, Starting to dance almost gliding, Up onto your toes you spin on one, Jumping, leaping twirling across the stage, All to soon the movement stopped, You drop to your knees arms outstretched, The swan is dying, She is no more....

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Holding with ease The point of release Before the sentiment Flowers to intent Thought not converted Into words not spurted We reside therein 27-August-2020...

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Sitting by the edge of her sullen lake Hands around her knees Holding on to her worldly dreams She dips her toes to test what was to become Drawn like flesh to bone The water wakened her senses This girl-to-woman burst within her Filled with gumption Laughingly she tossed her curls Behind her shoulders Jumped wholeheartedly Then plunged into the icy waters She wanted to swim To feel...

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