Short Exhumes Poems

breath by breath, throb of bliss resumes ~
touch of God, delusion exhumes...

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The sword God wields is made of light,
transforming the dark gloom of night,
freeing souls from bondage to mind,
that His caress, loving and kind,
exhumes fear and bestows clear sight....

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You have to be immortal
to placate the gods

Time reaffirming
all memory of

Creation, destruction,
eternity looms

For those who believe
—appeasement exhumes 

(Calvary Cemetery: October, 2020)...

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the master’s touch
exhumes desire
all is grace

fruits of pleasure
vaporise in the void
leaving nothing to cling to

all the doings are done
though we do nothing
the dream plays on

10-February-2023...

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Joy’s Hope

Sorrow
exhumes grief.
binds ecstasy…
embrace hope; overcome
sorrow.


© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 25, 2010

  
Inspired by Poetry Soup member contest, "A RONDEL "
Sponsored by: Brian Strand...

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The gentle rain that falls
and trickles down the walls
of gardens in the park
and wakes the Meadow Lark,
refreshes crocus blooms
as all of life exhumes.
What joy the season brings
with coming of the Spring.


March 14, 2020...

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Bliss squall, benediction divine
All is grace, all is grace
With pulse of love, gently align
Exiting life's rat race

On choosing to begin
Silencing thought flow din 
God's love exhumes erst sin

His call
Bliss squall

21-November-2022
Quietus ...

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truth though known by clear sight
is not as yet assimilated
slow, slower and slower yet we become
until each illusion is decimated

within this body vessel we adorn
divine magnetism is as yet at play
benign bliss burns slowly exhumes ego
that we shine like a rainbow on a clear day...

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That sway as she turns
her hips resonate with an unquenchable wrench
Her hazel eyes were light lingers
refusing to depart in deepest dark
A gossamer arch of alabaster skin
as heels dig for completion
In the dark she scrambles for my lips
to bring my final death
as her mouth exhumes
my lust...

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when Holy Spirit pervades form
there rises within, a magnetic storm
rapture of which nothing may be said
save we are being to heaven by God led

as a benign bliss burn slowly exhumes ego
vibrancy of our presence begins to grow
we are in time, consumed by the flame 
transformed thus in life’s end game...

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Freedom from thought forms that anchor
Exhumes fear and desire
Bereft then of lust and rancour
We reclaim our soul’s fire

When thoughts cease, ego dies
Love takes us to new highs
Enabling rapture rise

Be thou self-taught
Freedom from thought

19-February-2023
Quietus ...

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Omniscient Love


For

You

My love

I will wait

Till your restless soul

Exhumes and brings you back to me

The azure sky is a perpetual witness to

My omniscient love and the indigo nights hearken to my tears lavishing pillows


February 28, 2016
Contest: Heart Symphony
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron...

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Tongue soaked in tasty red
Painful water; it blots the bed
Vampires are at feast
Doom strikes whoever sucks least

Bursted veins, brawled roars
Shattered windows paving soars
Of beasts; two dead couples lays
Tickling death in its night rays

Hunger exhumes lost appetites 
Like woods to termites
Carcasses left for vultures
It was a night of less surfeit pleasures!...

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Before moistened grief crystallised in eyes dries,
humming aliveness of our heart exhumes pain
and positioned thus in the bardo, we rise,
as pristine soul presence, free from ego’s chain
invokes bliss magnetism to gently baptise,
wholeness of being in Holy Spirit’s rain,
moment by moment thus, all moments entwined,
dwelling in love and light, each breath reassigned....

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Fore-spoken Greed,
A Tangle Weed,
Thus, Thy, Therfore
Knowing,
Thy Deamon in the Night,
& If What Then
Therefore Thy Secreted
Thou Judgement,
Decree's What Thy Doom
Will Be, . . .

Become Therefore Unjudged, &
Will Surpassed Thy Deamon;
The Hell Exhumes Through Thee

& a Thought Entangled;
Given & Taken From Thee,
A Pleasure . . . Greed, . . . What A Pleasure . ....

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I think that I shall never see
a beast as loathsome as a flea.

A flea whose hungry mouth consumes
all the blood that it exhumes.

A flea that gets into my hair
and makes me scratch 'til I am bare.

A flea that makes me itch all day
and irritates in every way.

Upon whose head curses we rain;
whose biting we have scratched in vain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
but God should not have made the flea....

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Black dress,
The fortitude of color put to the test,
By the cacophony of incessant pests,
Preying upon a perfect cylinder under duress,
Unaware of the heart right under her chest,
Suffocated by her skin she exhumes without her behest,
An anamorphic monster that claimed violence was best,
To silence the swarm of insects that made her mind their nest,
So she grabbed a scalpel and made a mess,
All over her black dress....

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Vibrancy exclaims,
as love for love aims,
scoring a bulls eye,
drawing cold hearts nigh.

Magnetised intent
sparks the joy current,
that soma nectar
invades each vector.

Magic on display,
as love has it’s way,
dissipating fears
by bliss that endears.

Borne from heaven’s gate,
ripples we create,
entwined with oneness,
exhumes the darkness.

Our wish, His command ~
love is our soul’s demand,
to pervade all space
by God’s divine grace.

05-May-2022...

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