Spinal Column Poems | Examples

couple as close as cojoined twins

Mr and Mrs Lattimore are not unlike conjoined twins
they go everywhere together
store, movie, restaurant, doctor’s, dentist,
it is as if they share a spinal column or a breast plate

prior to marriage they had separate names
separate lives
separate friends
separate relatives

they might as well sell their second car
it has not been used since their wedding twelve years ago
one of them is a relative
it might as well be both

they sit together at a table
answer questions directed to the other
if you call, you are put on speaker
speaking to both, never just one

I wonder if they use the same public restroom?

Descent of grace

waking up in the wee hours of the night
magnetised form charged with divine light
third eye glistened, pulsated and whirred
root at base of spinal column concurred 
liquified energy flowed in third eye and spine
in childlike trust our presence chose to align
energisation done we felt a tap on our head
grace descended of which naught can be said
a subtle yet firm energy descent in a swift sweep
from head to toe permeating each cell within deep

or simply stated, to be touched by God

Light of a thousand suns

a thousand nodes ignited all at once
head ovoid glistens with magnetism 
the spinal column up to Bindu zone
along with toroidal heart entwine

we thus remain, a delighted receptor
silently imbibing this bliss electricity 
as both form and the spirit flowing 
consciousness bilocates in stillness

Zen Mode

it so came to pass
that bliss magnetism 
rose from root to crown
along the spinal column
then dipped over the front
descending all the way down
completing the highway of love
that divides our form into two halves
symbolically depicted as Ardhnarishwara 
reunited as the cosmic egg, Hiranyagarbha 
essence of our Self embodied in organic form

Why Did I Wear This Short Shirt

deadly college campus at night
only thing moving are leaves
pick up pace, skirt brushing my legs
feeling highly vulnerable
drop a Kleenex but keep walking
of course hypervigilant now
have they caught the rapist yet?
why on earth did I wear a short skirt?

kind of night you expect to be murdered
ebony shadows make my spinal column shiver
heard a footstep, dared not look behind me
sure I will momentarily be killed

Is-Ness of Being-Ness

From base of spine to medulla
And then rising up to vibrant crown
Dipping down to glistening single eye
Over front enlivening throat and heart
Before grazing navel and sacral centres
The magnetic energy loop splits us vertically
As the higher aspect of self propels body form
Positioned along the spinal column, hence hidden
And so we thus literally witness in-form consciousness
Moment to moment, all moments in flow of time entwined
Our soul transmutation thus assimilated, known to us alone
As our bliss drenched presence breathes gently in equanimity

24-December-2022

Show Me God

Gentle throbbing in our spinal column
Caress sublime by Divine Mother
Energy transfer, steady hum
Empowered by Father

Root to crown, dipping down to third eye
Our pranic conduit is magnetised
Into the void we wingless fly
God within is realised

20-December-2022

Idle Musings

Blissful heart toroidal
Soma nectar dripping
Energy nodes in bloom
No wonder then that
We feel rapture zoom

Cold heat body's sheath
Spinal column energised
Tingling magnetic heat
Void centric divine focus
God’s humming bliss beat

The manifest universe
Known to be but thought
Cajoling us to stand erect 
Life that unfolds, a dream
Which we ourselves direct

Linear time is an illusion
Maya makes it seem real
Destiny's already manifest
Unfolding as the present
Thus earth life's but a test

Free will exists at soul level
The ego’s driven by instinct
Mind-body earth interface
When our desires are extinct
We then imbibe divine grace

God alone is, a singularity
One manifest as the many
Each soul is His life essence
Thus we here are living light
Blissful is our luminescence

17-October.2022

Dolphins

dolphins

grey ghosts surf the waves
 leaping up in laughing fun ~
  gymnasts of the seas

4-12-22
Contest: Wil Animal Haiku
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Syllables checked: www.howmanysyllables


According to A-Z Animals List, Dolphins are mammals and therefore animals who give live birth, have a spinal column, nurse their young and are warm blooded.

Void of Nothingness

awareness begins cognitive action 
then pauses midway, initial intent
our innate vibrancy gaining traction
simply cognisant of the life current

nodes within gently stir, boundaries blur
vaporised presence looks on in wonder
soma nectar flows, bliss throbs within purr
we sense in our heart, the soundless thunder

benign magnetic currents pervade form
spinal column alive from root to crown
ensconced in pulsations divine and warm
within the bliss stream, we willingly drown

delusion drops, as the false falls away
becoming a bliss mist, earth life a play

19-November-2021

Wisdom Implant

Wisdom implant, influx direct
There is no room for doubt
Essence of presence stands erect
Prayerful and devout

Spinal column vibrates
Each node within gyrates
Tingling never abates

As of soul’s want
Wisdom implant

30-October-2021
Quietus 

(HMS for syllable count)

Barn Burn Party

Off from formal stage's pageantry 
Collisions of pewter play tenor to horn 
Vessels filled with mead, wheat-gold,

Foam. Monks trade lines with scops 
Who tile a church, swapping agricultural 
Know-how. The technics prepare 

Bard for a solo harp song in a barn 
& there’s to the Caddy’s tune gathering sway
Lost so unquotable. Nightshade, potatoes,

ions, herbs, good gods & the animalistic
Sex. From a source outside chaos:
Terms return thermal bundles, 

Predicaments inside time's homophony 
From alloyed spinal column. A donkey
Drags a blade through red sea's surface dirt

Meshed in with hay dank from contra-
dictory earth—these testimonies to greater-
Thans. Cyber sectors offer testimonials

As a means of convincing discerning surfers to
Bypass impasse & buy by following the crowd.
Data suggests but there’s this thing in hand:

A cattle-bolt electron split down the
Middle; a steel beam cut by narrow flame;
A diamond-footed tub with fresh extracts.

Sinister Nightmares

Fantastical monsters. Real or imagined? No difference.
Gangster style, their grim gargoyle faces head straight toward me.
Served with a bit of terror, they surround me.
Devils? Demons? Anti-Christs? Does it matter?

Wicked and evil, they crawl up my body. 
I feel them on my back, ripping into my spinal column.
She screams, but no one cares.
The hairs on the back of my neck are saluting,
Waiting for them.

Preconceived notions be damned.
Life as I knew it is over.
They are slicing away at my hardware.
My software is shrieking in abject fear.
They do not stop.

Sinister? 
Are furies from the bowels of hell sinister?
They begin to devour my gray matter.
My heart howls like a wolf.
One of them scalps me.
Rips off the top of my skull.

Which one?
How the hell do I know?
Does it flipping matter?

Painting My Way To Relaxation

Painting in my art studio is a relief to me 
My breathing changes the minute I sit in my chair. 
Facing a field of snow-covered woods, my body calms down 
Tenseness I did not consider all day is released into the vapor. 
Stress and anxiety ease out of my cement spinal column 
The perpetual neck ache I had not noticed is instantly gone 
Meditative state gently picks me up, 
embraces and loves me I reach for a canvas and 
begin my artistic heart dance. 
Color begins throwing herself into my essence 
Choose me!
 Pick me! 
I smile. 
I do have my favorites. 
The begging does not hurry me, 
I am centered.
 I take my time, 
surrounded by a natural blissful calmness. 
My adoring angels and fantastical faeries visit me here. 
They know I am vulnerable, and at my most receptive. 
All frenzy, stress, and pain has dissipated. 
I am my me-self here, crazy happy, lapping up their inspiration, 
Feeling loved.

Clock Tower

Set up the hour glass to slowly time us

Put it on its side and make it endless 

Shake it up to add some minutes

Break the hour glass on the floor

Hear it shatter against the door

Watch the time fly out the window

Hear the grandfather clock start chiming

Tell me when did it start winding

Break the hands so the time remains

Show me how to stay the same

Take the hands point the direction

Walk the path of broken glass

Pick up the ruined pieces of the past

Why couldn't our time just last

How could it be so hard to grasp

Hear the clock stop and let a gasp

Watch the room slowly go black

Hold my hand please show me how I can get back

Find a window to climb out

The door is blocked no one can hear us shout

Climb down the clock tower to the ground

Keep it steady we'll soon be found

If you fall I've got your back

I'll be the spinal column that you lack

Because I know you'd do the same

As time runs out we go insane 

Once we make it from the tower hight

Keep our time forever and hold it tight

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