Presence Poems - Poems about Presence

I read her old letters from time to time Hoping one day she may still write Pretending she's still just miles away I'll send my letters out anyway As I read the words I still hear her voice In these...Read the rest...

They ask, ‘What’s your dream? A life carved from certainty, or so it should seem. But how can I answer when the questions press so sharp? What do I want? A...Read the rest...

There’s no need to search beyond this breath, no need to climb or grasp. Spirit rests here, steady as the heartbeat— soft, like the warmth of hands held close, familiar as...Read the rest...

I long for your presence Everywhere I go, Be it a room filled with individuals or, A room filled with close friends or relatives I always long for your presence. Never met you in person But there is something about you That...Read the rest...

GOD IS SILENT Nothing encourages a man than answers to prayer Nothing gives a man joy than the well of salvation Nothing gives a man a clearer mission than a vision Nothing gives a man confidence of...Read the rest...

INTOXICATION Let me be drunk in the aura of your presence Let me be intoxicated in the beauty of your holiness Enchant me Oh Spirit of God Come enchant me Oh Spirit of Jesus Let me be...Read the rest...

The sharp scent of pine, Silent, a hawk's eye, on the windswept hill. Stillness. Presence....Read the rest...

Sun-scorched ice, A whisper, Trickling, Then, there is liquid gold, Leaping, and Flower unfurling. Wildness, Laughter, a new spring....Read the rest...

Mine, the heavenly flame that never fades, Yields to thine needs, where truth reveals platonic love. From afar, you could kindle my smile My heart longs for you to discern my wordless depths. Stay with me...Read the rest...

He sauntered into the room, head held high, exuding might His gaze swept the room His aura was palpable So strong, exuding so much power Oddly enough, his presence evoked a soothing calm That is what people feel when they...Read the rest...

HOW CAN I PRETEND ? PART 4 Innocence, zest, curiosity remain intact protected crimson hymns I earned when Divinity composed a skin of cheetah brown amused at a white chin where my masculine’s fuzzy beard...Read the rest...

HOW CAN I PRETEND ? PART 3 Pretence lies coffined as Spring makes a call early chincherinchees kissing late winter’s wind knowing empty cupboards will be filled once more perceptions of another timeline where artful wiles and emotionless inserts receive...Read the rest...

HOW CAN I PRETEND ? PART 2 Pretence is for those who round a corner with I did read that book, she smiles with her eyes, then escape to humour minds or waves agonising over shame or...Read the rest...

The truth does not require anyone's presence to exist, only lies do, and I think about this, in an autumn twilight, when the leaves burn like lost dreams, when the light breaks into thousands of shards of...Read the rest...

Even though all of this time it feels like we are going nowhere, I much rather enjoy each and every day that we share. I rather take in all of the ways you show me you care....Read the rest...