Prior(A) Poems - Poems about Prior(A)

DAWN'S FIRST LIGHT ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ silence at daybreak. sacred encounter with the Divine, a conference of heart and soul. beyond form, beyond language heart beats, an echo, a pulse vibrating through the silence. wordless intent, unvoiced yet profoundly clear~ a stirring, a flicker of grace captures the dawn. my soul meets God's pulse I am led I am unbound. soul ascends Poem written for Prior...

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From darkened forms of little thought a fog of unknown dreams desire a feeling A fleeting thought begins to focus a dream, a plan, a scheme unfolds Did the subconscious create intent Or did past knowledge weave a dream Did experience create intent Or did the mind's unknowing dream explode ...

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Contest : Prior to Intent Sponsor : Unseeking Seeker 29.7.25 PLACED 2ND IN CONTEST _________________ IN THE BEGINNING intentions set luminescent spiralling quarks already written as codes at birthing of Soul from Divine Mind intricate patterns of His-Her inconceivable eternal infinite Plans tracings of filigree Love dormantly waiting for its Time to flower then fade so Soul descends carrying its precious curriculum safely packaged spiritual...

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Line of inquiry: "hearts set up a vibration echoing as wordless intent mind translates in symbols flight of our soul’s ascent is intent then a stirring of soul with God conferring" My one heart as a part of humanity's great heart, spiritually holds the indwelling God presence as sought. A human hold shiftily slants and grows knots tied fraught with false-held, gloomy feels that...

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Was a warm glowing field. I remembered it by scent. Holographic thoughts formed Like liquid beneath me, and I drifted Through a blizzard of desires, Impulses, and intuitions. I was a knave, naive every time. I sat there and got dizzy over Ways to make spinach So my kids would one day eat it....

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her presence at first sight an illumination something I didn’t understand she stirred imagination a current ran through my body and whatever stirred was beyond comprehension an angel, perhaps I watched as she checked into my life and disappeared without a word but she lingered in my mind a constant stirring until the next time when I said hello ...

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hovering in limbo ideas strewn about lacking sense or reason images suspended in mid air notions and impressions floating and colliding vague feelings in the raw idly drifting meet their match simmering a stance before long ... thoughts are forming notions interpreting and framing and a plan's laid out for action AP: 3rd place 2025...

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Before thought–the heart: a struck bell's hum, in the chest's dark chapel. No word. Only thrum that echoes the void where meaningwill climb. Is this the soul's raw conference? A draft. of prayer–unwritten–lifting like a raft on some deep tide. Not speech. Not yet. But chime of nerve and grace. Mind fumbles, blind, to trace this pulse–intent–before it wears...

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Written: July 18, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker Line of inquiry: "heart sets up a vibration echoing as wordless intent mind translates in symbols flight of our soul’s ascent is intent then a stirring of soul with God, conferring" *************** Before tenacity sets off its...

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Pen prepares its blood with quiet intent, Flowing with words that embrace no cliche; Its spirit starts to pump the heart's content, Beginning with inner insights to say. The ink's voice shouts with neither sound nor noise, Creating calmness inside the bold mind; The soul's silent scream still seems its best choice, For the right meanings hiding there to find. Shrouded...

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Selfish aims in kindness-guise… I dare to confront As my soul welcomes challenges with hope Triumphantly while thankful spirit does cope Surmounting trials of grievous affront. Intents midst secret deals… I strive to check As my heart submits to divine truth’s worth Exposing transgressions against fake mirth Repenting for pardon that conquers wreck. Carnal goals with their deceit… I ought to face As...

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Due depart and so, desire The rose does not befit the choir...

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I live in hell, because I was given a choice, who ever on earth had the sweetest voice - Maddy Prior, Sandy Denny, or Jacqui McShee? The demons rejoice as in hell, I am bound to forever dangle deciding, Steeleye Span, Fairport Convention or Pentangle?...

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The ceiling sparkled; I saw the big dipper, then the little one. The painters needed a bigger tip for their creative execution. Without a warning to prepare, a requiem played. The symphony corned all aspects of a so-called classic; muffled screams, vulgar tongues and your tears – Silence doesn’t come fast and I begged for forgiveness and...

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As you are my love beneath a full moon a rendered silhouette in splayed light our arms are empty as our eyes consume in wondrous dreams that lay before the night the scent of fragrant love shares its rapture fills the senses with our sensual glance when emotion overtakes and capture we treasure the heart of our jeweled romance how quiet and naked...

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