Shifts Poems - Poems about Shifts

silent shifts

ego unfed
is now dead so
we’re led by God

we walk unshod 
inside God’s heart
Who nods gently

benign bliss burns
have upturned heart
that yearns for God

we know but yet
we covet lust 
forgetting God

what should we do
to renew light
anew within 

no one else knows
our soul rows on
in slow motion

Baby Dreams

Facial expressions
carrying the first dreams
that have never 
known the word impossible

Dreams sparkling 
with tomorrow's victory dances, 
belly laughs, 
pure joy that multiplies 
with every heartbeat!

Susurration Shifts

susurration shifts
jet cumuli passerines~
starlings flight sculpture

Shifts in Perception

"Shifts.."

In perception

Seem to happen

Unpredictably

Immediately as

Nothing appears..

Astoundingly 

Without instruction

Without fanfare...

Love Shifts

Such love moves, love shifts
We're allowed to change of heart
Like waves goes a drifts.

AUTUMNS SHIFTS FALLS INTO WINTER COLORS BRONZE-

flowers all gone now 
grasses dried out color brown
seasons autumn fall

cool cold brisk blank air
below fifty degrees so
season change winter

after autumn falls
everything’s not dead just brown
dormant is the grounds


12/13/2023
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©

The Graveyard Shifts

Her eyes were as beautiful as sighs.
Rushed out of the cage when the heart breathed
Her lips were softer than a toddler's soul.
Her gait—Ah! My wild imaginations.
I saw her exactly when the maker saw her.
Maker busy watching, and I skipped a beat.
The world follows her everywhere.
They forgot the Sunrises, rain, and clouds. 
The only blessing they

Night Shifts

They come
These thoughts
Ride the pillows of a dream
Torture
The befuddled muse
Drift
In a silent darkness
Dampen
The pillow
With muttered
Apologies.

John G. Lawless
©8/13/2023

Symmetrical Thought Shifts

Doldrum days, nothing i say make them go on their way. Away with their festering pain, smiting down the mentally sane. Bright burning light in the day bringing the sight to the brave is so close, for life has its many splendors and wonders, and for that we must endure all the thunderclouds and sunder,

When the Veil Shifts

 When the veil shifts

Space shimmers
Manifest reality shifts
The vibrational essence
Of all that is, becomes clear
And with this knowing dawns bliss
As a gentle, tingling, toroidal current
A deep transcendental peace engulfs us
With presence positioned in the Bardo
Defying translation and yet we must
Drawn to the creative impulse
Which though is agendaless
Is alive, aglow and vibrant
Poised in the void thus

02-November-2022

Flipped Hourglass

Trinkets, salt packet from road trip sixteen years ago
  Collected, cafes remembered, ripped open with age
   Spilt among treasure, a twig, tickets, torn butterfly
     Bits familiar, shrine in a tin, tired feather, belated
       Harmoniously decompose, shipwreck's chains  
   

If Time Shifts Into Reverse

How about if time thinks out of the box
  Let it be cunning, as sly as a fox
Instead of forward, shift into reverse
  Life might be better, if you're not risk-averse

Now just think, in November
  if instead of December
The next month was October
  and after that, September --
That would be a

Silent Subtle Shifts

as we journey through life
through many a turbid storm
silence and stillness ushers
divine bliss currents warm

oscillations gradually dampen
as we shift towards the centre
these are silent subtle shifts
bubbling bliss our heart enters

negating nothing embracing this-ness
as head melds into our heart
vibrant void of silence all pervading
fulcrum where bliss ignition starts

15-February 2021

Goodbye By Byron Juno

My way is not that far
my path is not that black tar
my bicycle is deflated
but your heart is inflated
i go in peace and war the way i came
all i see in my eye is a blank game
your yellow pale face
turning shifts like a phase
the crescent waits for me
as the horizon sinks deep in the tree
roses

Love Shifts

Ambiance flourish, 
Strews cool odour of spring;
Feelings swing in inebriation;
Dreams too flow,
In the drift of bliss;
All seem awesome, 
Feel like life in paradise;
Narcissism blinds our eyes,
See nothing except green;
Veils our mind,
Lurks our thoughts;
Forget there is always autumn,
In the next stage of life;
Veins go weak and dry,
Wrinkles form in face,
Body weakens, heart shrinks; 
Essence of love

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