Short Incantation Poems
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Magician academy,
Spells incantation,
Weaving wands,
Robes velvet.
Blazing tails,
Pointed hats,
Mystic orbs,
Clumsy acts.
Artistic impression
Existential expression
Metaphysical incantation
Telekinetic sensation
This needs more translation
Chaotic, obscure creation
I need you now;
It seems merely a quotation;
I need you now,
know my heartbeat hear me somehow;
My voice filled with such elation,
a musical incantation;
I need you now.
Carolyn my sweet,
May your steps allow your feet,
to carry you with no pain or hesitation,
may the play give you more,
strength for bloody sure,
hold your head up for,
a healing in Christ,
A Visitation
An Old Plantation
While walking by an old planation
Heard them singing an incantation
And when I started to go upstairs
Found find poet who always cares
About my poems and great creation.
Jim Horn
Sun of yellow;
Rose so red.
Guide this fellow
To thy bed.
Sky of blue;
Water so clear.
Let him be true,
Bring him near.
Grass of green;
Earth so round.
Let his love be seen-
Heard without sound.
Paula Denise Cosner
Form:
heard of Kamala
really does have much karma
along with dharma
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Dem nomination
a Trump abomination
of our great nation
one more creation
invite with invitation
sing incantation
Birth—Coronation
Belief—Creation
Pain— Debilitation
Sin—Damnation
Joy—Association
Despair—Isolation
Praise—Adulation
Time—Anticipation
Truth—Revelation
Faith—Salvation
Death—Divination
Life—Reincarnation
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)
In ghana
no one dies
before a short illness
no tarriness
quick, swift
no prolonged sickness
debilitating, painful
by the barrel of a gun
or incantation
by the bonnet of a car
or prophecy
no one dies
no sudden death
before a short illness
no one
a word
another word
a line
a verse
pulling
a
rabbit
out
of
a
hat
imagination incantation
ghosts of poets past
abracadabra
I’m a poet
the old witch can turn you into a stone with a flick of her wrist
Her intense incantation will make you writhe, scream, shout and twist
But I can turn you into a toad with a flash of my fluffy tail
So, what will it be – stone, toad, sand, or a gravel pit pail?
I think logic is in his thought and word,
of timeless truths, sometimes unheard,
some day we will see it true,
when revelation comes,
is due,
consternation for not a few,
eternal damnation...
rue,
the Lords incantation...
thank you John Loving...
Don Johnson
I was on here before,
bill gates put me offline, for,
to upgrade my windows drat...
so i lost me words an chat....
i'm bloody sure, of that:(
rhyming here i bloody see,
casting spells so eerily,
bedbug to wevil it will be,
in my new incantation...
Re: Russel Sivey "My Conversation"
Don
no one ever dies
no one ever kills
everything, everyone is an illusion
if I say
before this earthly birth
we were alive,
now we are dead
and we've forgotten everything
on the err and snare of incantation
by celestial sphere
we are living now and dreaming!
- Friday, August 2, 2019 Chattogram
Siren, siren with shining hair
Beneath the moonlights subtle glare
I see thee so pretty and o so bright
Mind clouded from false beautys light
As I swim towards teeth and claws
Too late I see I was enthralled
By demon cant* and demons verse
It spelled my end, and was my curse
* cant is short for incantation
Mockingbird, your twisted song
Of love, and dance, and mirth
Tinge my scarlet heart with white
And give my soul rebirth
Rest my mind with naive dreams
Give me once a cotton bed
Tell me of my unlit means
And rob me of my dread.
Once your song has finished fast
Leave me on mine own.
Give me hope of death at last.
And so my fate be sewn.
My silent spirit within
Wakes me up with a din,
Says, “hark the honey-bee’s hum,
Akin to the secret mantra ‘Aum’
Your body, you are not,
You are your Soul
To unify with that ‘Ultimate’
Should be your goal
The body is Soul’s fetter
The sooner you break it the better
Chanting of Aum and incantation
Shall guide you on the path of Liberation!”
Form:
Oh the years do go by,
Like the speed of the Second hand
I dreamed of you last night
And your face had not changed
Your voice the same sharp instrument
Your gesture the same incantation.
The years have molded to
Perfection yet they have
Bared no delights
The years have taken minutes
And hours from us we could
Have used when we were together.
The spell was cast by the old hag
Who spoke her incantation wanting bad
And she imprisoned me with the passion
That took my soul as was her fashion
When I awoke she had vanished away
Now I wander the world looking to find a way
And knowing if I don’t find the witching one
My wanderings won’t end my soul quest will not be won.
© Paul Poetry Warren
To whom can i describe her when smiling?
With northern eyes of ice blue that glisten,
Her hair aflame against the wind beguiling
Incantation from an angel, who listen,
Endowed with contours of feminine styling
In ancient times Venus she would be christen.
Oh the love of my youth i will cherish
Memories i keep will never perish.
© Harry J Horsman 2011
In the wording of sensation,
we weathered the bells and savored the sanction,
community well,
latency incantation.
The remote had fallen in...
Rapturous roaring took any din,
...because they bothered so hard the made men,
took shares with every invasion,
or wasn't it a sword hidden by the very lord?
Taking it's vengeance and stages in a win?
In a pond, near a stream,
The barefoot little girl crouched silently.
Only the screech of a bluebird was heeded.
Plus prayers for a true friend.
That she really needed.
It was beautiful to see her honesty!
I observed surreptitiously behind
an Oak tree.
Such simplicity in her supplication,
I added my own to her angelical
incantation.
September 6, 2019
peace within peace within peace
dripping with grease
war within war within war
an apple core
love within love within love
not from above
stir within stir within stir
incense and myrrh
mix within mix within mix
knock them for six
kill within kill within kill
powder and pill
blood within blood within blood
dropped with a thud
spell within spell within spell
it's working well
In the darkness I slowly mutter an incantation from the deepest sorrows.
Hidden energies that were once dormant, now breaks free from silence.
I chant repeatedly while looking at the stars, words commanding the universe to listen.
Eyes closed. Lips moving. Chest up. Slowly breathing.
Arms wide open, chains are breaking.
Spirits unleashing, souls awakening.
Eyes now open, stars are falling.
shhh listen...
my interior voice
needs to talk
listen…
i need silence
the voice is so faint
listen…
i think I hear it
an indelible murmur
listen…
it’s a breath
with a message
listen…
ever so faint
i can hear it now
listen…
it’s an incantation
akin to a sacred mantra
listen…
i hear it clearly now
it wants me to stop and listen
AP: 3rd place 2020