Short Boding Poems

a crepuscular forest of shadows,
of fierce animal boding -
devout day-mare crossfire
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the tenth door pulsates
boding well for soul’s ascent
even though we are in surrender
seeking nothing save caress divine
transmuting decaying form made of dust...

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centred deep within each and every cell
lies the spark of God wherefrom bliss mists swell
caress divine sublime is intimate
seductive tingles that do not abate
boding all is well in mind-body shell
we are the flame and in it ego dies
each breath ushers a new blissful sunrise...

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On gossamer lips
Wisped coppery tendrils
Showering sparks
Riding evening breezes
That radiate off my
Eyelashes in papery
Wet slivers
Sticking only when
Your song of ill-boding
Is breathed over me
Its primitive amity
Contused and crusted
On baneful syllables
In sweet consummation
Where at last I see the
Crumbling bouquet
That’s falls
Onto your pages...

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We’re he who spirit has chosen to christen,
transforming within form each and every cell,
which reflecting God’s light, sparkle and glisten, 
synced to rhythm of bliss beats, boding all is well, 
that thus gentling attention, as we listen,
we sense vibrations of Om, the cosmic bell.
In time form becomes a flame that has no name;
tempest of bliss magnetism, we cannot tame....

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Last year she belonged to you
Giving her all
For you to breakthrough. 
Chimes at twelve
Fireworks exploding
Yet no Good-will came from your boding. 
She picked up her heart that
Dragged on the floor
Dusted it off
Deciding she was worth more.
Resoluting to be the very best
That only she can,
She stopped her influence
Sobered again.
Then she was free from things
That bound her
Became a fresh experience
Happy, joyous and free!...

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