Precipitates Poems | Examples

Zen mode

as we are being meditated upon
the aspect of us that believes we are this
by power of intent precipitates dew drops at dawn
felt as bliss magnetism bestowed by Divine Mother’s kiss

from a centreless fulcrum the cosmic gong of Om resounds
sound of one hand clapping within is clearly cognised
spontaneous rise of bliss rapture within astounds
love and light of God in our heart is realised

Platitude Plateau

Up the delicate dale 
of latticed life,
at esoteric edge 
of sinking sky,
hermit horizon 
shimmers sensuous,
glows paled passion. 

On convolute contours 
of scrambled dream, 
whirlpool desire 
swivels in inert stream, 
arcane mindscape 
usurped unsculpted 
in twilight obscurity. 

In platitude plateau,
the final flow
originates inspired,
ordained for
integral fusion 
with supreme sea, 
the end embrace 
of sublime silence.

Suffused whelmed
with sunrise hues,
longing precipitates,
perpetuity illusion
embeds eternity efflux,  
carries virtually
the vibrant soul 
to the buoyant bay 
of bliss.

A Little Shepherdess

Blue faded.
The same horizon, the same clouds
changed by brushes from an impressionist painter.
The lavender sky blushes 
and the crest of the cheery trees beams
as the wind hums, enticing belated bumblebees.
Twigs rattle waking a little shepherdess bellow. 
Amber eyes browse the dusky glen.

She whistles, summoning her hound 
and ties her undulating hair with a butterfly.
She engenders a ballroom below the tree’s canopy.
and abandons her boot, her cap, her apparel.
A blushful wind sews a new dress with dead leaves.
She tiptoes on the top of the grass blades
and two small primroses flourish on her face 
as the tender breeze takes a rhyme from her lips. 

The tangling grass tickles her feet
and a perishing sunray slips between the leaves
to reach her cheeks. 
She hoovers free and twirls making herself a target
for distracted bowmen… 
			.. her dog barks and she eyes down 
to a basket with four remaining heart-shaped berries. 
Night arrives and starlight precipitates. 
The little shepherdess greets the drops of rain with a spin.
Listen, listen to the lingering melody.

Zen Mode

our magnetised palms suggest 
there is healing work to be done
by energy transfer if so ordained 
by the will of the universal mind
wherein the palms are a conduit 
available in this realm and density
attached to an organic earth form
ensouled by essence of presence 
of Holy Spirit in totality of so being
individuated as spark of the flame

thus, there being no one here within 
all that is, is a holographic module
readied but not as yet employed
being but a resource under testing
being checked for ego interference 
which may yet be lying within await
for Spirit will brook no interference 
by narrow agendas ego precipitates
and so magnetised palms must wait
alive, vibrant, receptive, yet tranquil

Zen Mode

an event precipitates
all options seem to lose
in as contracting heart’s joy
as yet immersed in the transient

our soul rests in the vibrant void
witnessing the ebb and flow
nonchalant to outcomes 
for life is but a dream

13-January-2023

Be You

Do you look at the sky
when it precipitates?
The originally watery form
is the real you.
Transparent and clear
While that cloudy frosty form,
when you are down,
opaques your identity.
The obsession
of considering others superior,
alienating yourself
blinds you
from appreciating the reality.
Remember
It's the rainbow
which adds colours to the sky
more commonly
not a snowbow

Sudden Rage

the simple stark fact that
an aggressive reaction arose
even if quelled in the next moment
signals that lower mind is as yet active 
our consciousness yet has a dormant affinity
that attracts and nurtures such vibrations 
whereas when no crisis precipitates
our ego tells us that all is well
reinforcing this delusion

we are thankful to the universe
for testing us thus from time to time
that we may reflect in quiet contemplation 
engaging in consciousness correction
mindful that stupor is the cause
for us to sink in darkness 

20-December-2021

Bliss Mist

Deep crisis precipitates, mind yet calm
Having long since melded with glowing heart
Our presence suffused by loves healing balm
Bliss ignition does each moment restart

Thus external illusions rise and fall
Essence of presence, eternal witness
Erst fears are blown away, by the bliss squall
Vibrant remains, our dynamic stillness 

Dreams within dreams, continue to play on
Heart immune, once we be in alignment 
Fleeting ego attachments are all gone
Soul celebrates, tranquil in contentment 

Surrendered to Gods will, our thoughts are still
All voids within, soma nectar does fill

16-August-2021

Black Swan Effect

Black swan effect, crisis precipitates
Leaving the faint of heart, totally wrecked
Save brave hearts, who in stillness meditate
Our fall into the abyss, goes unchecked

All that matters now, is we stand erect
Boldly facing, whatever be our fate
Theory of randomness, not perfect
Black swan effect, crisis precipitates

Knowing time and tide, for no man does wait
Through adversity we gain self-respect 
Prayer steeling resolve, till storm abates
Leaving the faint of heart, totally wrecked

Upon earth, as both subject and object
Most succumb to desires; ego borne bait
We are not mind body; fact who’d suspect
Save brave hearts, who in stillness meditate

Deep dark fear, our confidence decimates
Self-imposed delusion, our soul infects
Dwelling in self-pity and thoughts unchaste 
Our fall into the abyss, goes unchecked

Oh hermit, ceasing grasping, now connect 
To the pulse of love, joyfully gyrate
Let this world of transience have no affect
With fortitude and patience, just out-wait
Black swan effect

18-March-2021

Brick and Mortar's Falling Down

First they closed the five-and-dimes
           Now they're closing malls
        Is it Amazon or lazy customers
           That precipitates this fall

Let the Heart Rule

An event suddenly precipitates
Compelling need for a decision
Presence as mist of bliss sedate
Finds no cause for any agitation

Once we have in us no gross matter
Ever free flowing in tranquil joyfulness
Desires neither arise nor can anchor
Uninterrupted is throb of blissfulness 

Whilst ego centric souls calculate
Pros and cons of loss versus gain
Immersed in love innocence gyrates
Action heart driven pure & unstained

03-November-2020

Petrichor and Vellichor

A choir of rainfall on soft stones

Bookmarked by wistful nature

Sweet melancholy shelved for

Another day in bed with a book


Yet he opens not only his heart

But windows and soulful founts

Pitter patter from musty pages

Chorus of dew mellowed to words


The roof leaks his wallet is empty

As the mind gathers metaphors

A lonesome apostrophe beckons

Dangles caresses cuddles a stanza


The poet has forsaken a world

Of power greed stark domination

Alludes to breaking their mould

Lavender scent creeps into verse


Sensual meaning drops off fragrances

Lights a passionate fire becomes one

With a precious deluge in anticipation

Precipitates tender longing of harmony



24th February 2020

Gentle Rain

~when love precipitates, selfishness evaporates~






February 18, 2020
F G I proverb
Brian Strand, sponsor

One Flesh

Una sola carne
Two become one flesh
Non approfittarne
Keeping true love fresh

     ~ if selfishness precipitates, love will evaporate ~





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01/02/2020

Glytch, Itch, Witch, Switch, Twitch

Sometimes I muse that life can be a *itch
When every prospect seems of rosy hue
From cerulean sky a fatal glitch
Precipitates its mischief; then I rue
That naive expectation of a child
On whom Dame fortune yet has only smiled

Then something in my skin begins to itch
In parts inviolate to ease of scratch 
And paranoia whispers: “‘tis the Witch
Who cast her evil influence, to hatch
Black parasites that burrow in my brain
Contaminate all thought, implant a bane”

Should this dark image linger unrelieved
Or might a metaphorical light switch
Restore a life where hope may be conceived
So cradled safe and calm, with ne’er a twitch
Neath skies with butterflies where bluebirds sing
Believe that?  Chance you’ll believe - anything


Date your poem written: 10 October 2019

Contest where Not Placed: Itch witch glitch or twitch

DATE CONTEST WHERE NA'D WAS JUDGED: 1 Nov.2019

Writing Challenge - December - Any poem NA'd in November 2019

Sponsor, Dear Heart- Wiishkobi Ode

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