Short Auras Poems
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A shimmer glow of angel dust,
Light auras and orbs as we know
God’s army of ancestral trust.
Shining pure love to us below.
Equal to seductive tawny flame
genuine mysterious fragrance
child creates auras of love
angels
auras
guides
messengers
spirit
comfortable
benevolent
loving
reassuring
hopeful
or
creepy
crazy
spooky
scary
Eyes, meet : Auras meld, Hearts entwine
Inspired by "SweetHeart" Linda-Marie's Contest "First Love"
TOO LATE
Our auras caress,
heart lotus awaiting touch,
that love may blossom within.
The light that ignites
candle wicks in hearts barren,
is magic God Himself wields.
Swirling into energy of glamorous clouds
Auras so bright, beautiful spirits gracefully at a dance
Awakening from mysterious dream, reality so bleak
Mirror reflections leaves me hopeless and feeling weak
Owlish wisdom
Prophetess sees
Treats delicately
Bides her time
Gently watching
Soul’s auras
Recognizing danger
Keeping counsel
Startled dark ones
Leave vicinity
Recognizing owlish wisdom
Fearing prophetess
Otter had a gift of second third and fourth sight.
He could see the soul of butterflies in the daylight.
Their spirits were captured in auras he could readily see.
I was thrilled that otter had the same psychic gift as me.
The automobile breezes
down the liquorice whip,
nonpareil dotted roadway
as the searing sun strobes lances
through the frozen forest;
piercing projections, phospheneal auras,
dance as retinal afterthoughts
within the cornea of man.
Anger
Auras of crimson red,
assault my sight, my mind,
affecting perspective.
Arrogant arguments,
assure harsh words spoken,
as reason takes its leave.
Aftermath is regret.
This form is a Pleiades. Check it out on ShadowPoetry.
8/19/15
What color is she?
She is blue.
And you?
I am orange.
Do any of you have patterns?
Mine is paisley.
But if she cannot see auras,
Does it make any difference?
Yes, for they are seen by the subconscious.
And felt by the spirit.
And you are pink.
Two beating hearts
together on top
atop of each other doesn't impart
love and yet two faces that stare
Through their eyes, they see each other's souls
Hearts beating fast allows their auras to glow
5/11/22
Written By James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Soft peels dip down
Over floating lily pads
Outstretched to reach
Open to lay morning dew
Fresh and golden
The dew gives life
Caress the leaf majestic
Who carries insects around
Perfect is the situation
Existence blossoms all around
Giving auras out
Leaving life's stamp
All about the gardens pond
Russell Sivey
auras of
lyricism
a sophistication
of
mischief
an
inner
connection
delicate
miniatures
of
latent
chance
in spontaneity
coherent
components
in a
loose
symbiosis
of
opaque
circles
droplets in cipher
mysterious
auras of intrigue
of
profound spatial
coherence
with
intriguing
themes
in
contemplative
atmospheres
of the light
perplexing enigmas
of
allegoric
symbols
&
hidden meanings
interwoven
in
undisclosed truths
hint
at
an ability
to infuse
with fascination
of the
unsaid
You rein upon my windstorm head
You are the rainbow of lost love
Somewhere beyond these walls,
I feel your auras again…saw them in my mind’s eye
As you soar in the aqua-blue sky like a kid’s kite…
Bowing down to the storm within my soul
My spirit feels young again,
Rainbow so beautiful
Don’t forget to reign upon others too!
hearts of Universe
reflect back it's reddish glow
auras' spirit smile
Inspired from "Universe's Spirit" a picture of red rose of roof garden of
Demetrios Trifiatis uploaded on 25 August 2016 in face book
People talk of seeing other’s auras
And that may be literally true
for some
but my hunch is
the rest of us
just feel them
without even noticing
what they are
until something big comes along
to shift the spectrum
realign the axis and
change the way we feel
around, about, with another.
So we see it,
just not with mind.
(10/19/23)
I fell to the ground,
to bathe in starlight.
That offers comfort,
on a heartbroken night.
You want to find her,
and make her love you.
Then accept your fate,
when friends tell you true.
The light of the stars,
that auras my pain.
Will lend me solace,
till my sorrows wane.
I search the night sky,
with the question why!
date:1/29/2022
Ethereal universe refreshes her sorrowful mind
Kaleidoscopic sun spins joy into pyramid’s mystical auras
Her world is now beyond the veil, a quintessential state
Nirvana and Shangri-La; she merges it in her dream state
Understanding a joy and enthusiasm most will never encounter
Thanks to an imagination that allows her to forever reinvent her world.
Yellow bright sunshine
Purple lily pads
Bright orange blossoms
Brown horses in the pasture
Green pastures over yonder
Red roses for my daughter rosey
Red fire truck toys for my son Oliver
White as virgin purity for my mom Brianna
Black auras that I read for a select few family members
This blue poem I wrote just for you
With silver and gold lining
Auras of assorted color
Undulating with the breeze
Tolerating the alchemy
Until the seasonal period
Maintains demands for
Naked limbs diverged of their burden.
Splashing downpours
Playfully cascading upon
Lovers enveloped in a sweet
Embrace. A breath of
Novelty in creation
Discovering a balance
Of order in the
Ripening buds for contemplation.
We judge no one simply because
there’s no one here and hence no cause,
to assign an ethic value,
on shifting hues as they renew,
save when fellow souls are caused harm,
whereupon with love we disarm,
ignorance in those who have strayed
from truth and hence their auras greyed,
a fault, that’s easily set right,
seeing in all hearts, God’s light bright.
eerie earth moaning
tainted soles trudging
salient strife smirking
lofty lust lurching
damped desires drooling
heightened hoisted hankerings
daedal dusts dangling
callous contractions cussing
smothered zeals scrunching
apt auras oozing
spooky silhouettes sealing
rustic rays belching
whosing wind wielding
all tiers tearing!
19:12:07:10:12
My Sydney,
From here to eternity,
You are my savior, my sanctity.
When my soul was shadowed
You were rendered hallowed.
Lending me strength to fight
By being my beacon, my guiding light
Within my inner battle so stark,
One abysmally abhorrent and dismally dark.
Silhouetted in your shining radiance,
You beautifully beckoned my presence
With your mere auras essence.