Spark Poems - Poems about Spark

From the dense darkness emanates a spark. So brilliant in power, destroying all the dark. Ingrained within every cell of rock to flesh. A whisper permeates all space, solid or mesh. Divine in origin, it touches the center of the heart. Always inviting you to a higher level and a new start. A whisper of grace and peace, rooted deep...

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Spark quickly the rise, Dilating dark with glitter stars of cats eyes. A language we sausage use. Clumsy myths attenuated With parachutes of feelings mapped; Syncopated copiously. A door opening those parts explored, for instance. Snail trails of shiny slime on wet pavement; Mirrors looking backwards, Entwining organs through time. Primarily another path That leads me back to...

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to describe the indescribable to express in the inexpressible we allow bliss to surge that we may merge with the flame that has no name aflame in all forms, each the same...

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The skies weep tears of sorrow and pain, On those who long to feel the warmth of sunshine's gain. It's as if the heavens themselves conspire, To test the hearts of those who most desire. The rain falls hard, a relentless beat, On souls who yearn for joy, but find only defeat. Yet in the darkness, a spark remains, A glimmer of...

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The reality of life is people will always judge you. Be aware, but don’t live in fear. You must love yourself and know who you are. That is the spark that ignite one’s eternal flame for all to see, that can’t be put out! Unless you blow it out! Ignite your spark that is the...

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“Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate", most frequently translated as "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here". A. Dante, 14th century Italian poet They sway the power over mere mortals They drop the words that cannot be appealed Gods of carjacks are deities, immortals The voodoo magic over vehicles they wield Their world is full of strange sounds “Alignment, ratchet, dolly and...

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The earth is crying tear drops from above Times of dark clouds rain snow and blizzards With a slippery sidewalk that melts when the sun appears A spark can start a fire Funny how she came into my life And suddenly everything I hated I wanted to change She changed me I never knew it could happen Love is dangerous She drove...

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It's time to embark, Upon the journey of a spark. Created from the dark, Energies of souls arc. Here to make a mark, Creations counterpart, Connecting light and dark. ...

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It's not a stillness, really, but the noise fading into something else. I am the forgotten beat in the rush, the space between clashing symbols, drowned out but unbroken. They circle around me, a frenzy of flashes, their words sparks, their bodies electric with purpose - all moving, all wanting, but I am the breath between their sighs. I don't belong to...

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(“The Nature of Light”, 2018, original encaustic) The Spark of Life The spark of life exists Whether self aware or not Embodying Life in all life This is the hint in the eye That peers back Meeting and reflecting What it is that is Unconditioned within All conditioning (11/9/24)...

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When I saw your eyes, A spark was shown. Don’t lose hope, chances rise. When I saw your eyes, It reflected strength,by which fear dies. Try to have something of your own, When I saw your eyes, A spark was shown ...

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Look innocent child... he is the most tender plant, a being of light!...

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In the deep night, when the stars show their spark, Shadows slide down the walls, silent, like an echo of a forgotten past. Another world is born, beyond our eyes, One where illusions come to life and celebrate their own ephemeral existence. Under the weight of our mistakes, we lose ourselves in labyrinths of shadows, Seeking a truth to soothe...

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Sometimes in life we have to rekindle the spark so we can go on...

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Dust motes dance, and sunlight spills Through dusty windows of my intellectual lair The aged paper scent, comfort and snare Surrounded by knowledge, a thirst I can't share SPARK! A question burns, pushes past the dark I dive deep, wide, into oceans of knowing A treasure hunt, secrets growing Mountains of data, endlessly flowing Sifting, unearthing, piecing together Connecting dots, puzzle incomplete Every clue -...

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