Spontaneously Poems | Examples

Cultivating love

“This Holy Sound (Aum) Pranava Sabda manifests spontaneously through culture of Sraddha, the energetic tendency of the heart's natural love; Virya, moral courage; Smriti, true conception; and Samadhi, true concentration.”
~ extract from ‘The Holy Science’


Love dissolve all opposites in its womb
and where true love is, there exists no thought,
so as maverick ego we deplume,
heart animated, we become self-taught.

Courage, conception and concentration,
arise on their own when heart lotus blooms,
that thus feeling one with God’s creation,
we see we are more than our mind assumes.

Embracing all souls and keeping no score, 
shifting to feeling and ceasing thinking,
fragrance of love surges forth from our core,
whence we attain awareness unblinking.

Love is the path that is strewn with roses,
where breath by breath we strike blissful poses.

Dweller of Our Heart

“the essence in us is the same 
     as the essence of the sun” - Unseeking Seeker 

the essential elemental 
     that holy fire in everyone 
sparks the imagination 
     that enlightenment can come 
one day with a little intervention 
     not unlike solarizing flares, electrifying chairs 
and the unlimited power of the Son 
     some day with a lot of aspiring inspiration 
We’ll all spontaneously combust 
     it's all for one and one for all 
          seeking the Seeker
                that’s in all of us

To pen the silence

I like to listen to my head
What does this carousel say
Spontaneously
I like to pen the silence
If it had not been written
It would be lost forever.

ceasefire

 lay 
aside
  their arms .. for ~
 just one silent
    night     


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Light up the Lanterne 
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
19/05/25

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The Christmas Armistice of 1914:
World War I on the Western Front had settled into stalemate. On Christmas Eve, soldiers from both sides spontaneously began singing carols - mainly "Silent Night" and "O Come, All Ye Faithful", in German, English, and Latin - which led to calls for a temporary truce. In many areas, the fighting stopped, and soldiers ventured out of their trenches.  
This area between became a place of exchange of food, cigarettes, buttons, and even family photographs. Some accounts do mention soldiers kicking a ball around in "no man's land".  
In the words of the 12th Doctor: "It never happened again, any war, anywhere. But for one day, one Christmas, a very long time ago, everyone just put down their weapons and started to sing".

An Artist's visit

For Sara Jama's contest "Emotional Shrapnel"
05/10/2025

she appears spontaneously
courtesy asunder
an uninvited visitor
behind her a seeping of rust at the gates
an artist with barren hands
splashing scarlet all over the hessian
a lurid migration, primordial as fossils,
sketched by Selene’s soft summoning
into the earth’s belly, 
with feeble niggles,
surging to tremor crescendos
abrading,
            grinding, 
                         scraping
in the moulded wisdom of the womb
where a design is deferred
a cradle lies still….

Always Take Time To Play

I just must share, I do declare 
What it means to be me. 
Life’s too short to take too seriously. 
So please, listen up, loosen up, party a little. 
Do something spontaneously, daily, silly. 
It keeps the soul refreshed. 
Pinch the behind just to make sure, nope, not dreaming. 
Stretch big stretches. Extending arms up high... 
Reach up... touch the sky, spin and fly. Breathe in deeply. 
Just enjoying the view of being alive while I inhale 
The awe-inspiring newness of being 
Born again with these childhood eyes. 
Once, long ago I realized, 
It’s just no fun being dead inside.

:::::::Here with me:::::::

                        Lost
                     fumbling 
                   past Eden’s 
                 apple blossoms 
              winds swirl confetti 
            conjuring up blizzards 
         snow globes shake reality 
        awareness of a world in flux 
       supposition heaven may exist
      built by a deity nothing like me 

      life’s edgy I trip spontaneously 
       vector on without destination 
         or memories how it began 
           anyway there is no end 
             just chaotic tangents 
               cosmic quasi-ness 
                 and one perfect
                     innate flaw
                       that i’m 
                         here

GRATITUDE ZEAL

With gratitude zeal from the heart
Exuding worshipful bliss 
My soul praises the Almighty
Revived by the Holy Ghost
While faith does gaze yon firmament
Vanquishing doubts that bombard hope…

Directed toward caring kindness-route 
Thankful* spirit keeps on radiating exuberance
Moved by the Lord’s tender mercy  
To overcome apathetic arrogance 
Smiting cold dealings...

Reverberating heavenly triumph 
While optimizing reaching-out fulfillment 
Grateful life creates poems spontaneously with vibrant mirth 
Exalting the Creator Who warms grace, joy, and peace for sharing glow.

*1 Thessalonians 5:18 In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.

April 8, 2025
3rd place, "National Poetry Month Word Prompts" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Crystol Woods; judged on 4/14/2025

Zen mode

a thousand lamps light up
all at once spontaneously 
igniting the head ovoid
whilst the staff of power
enlivens the central axis
that as a seamless whole
all nodes in form tango dance
with carefree abandon
mood and mode celebratory 
wherein we are as we are
the entire orchestra

Time Stamp

Bound by constructs of the mind,

We use Time to define,

The current line, we're Riding.

Coinciding with Destiny.

A Journey, set by You and Me,

Before we could see,

To experience Reality,

Separately.

Spontaneously designed,

We are Unified.

We are all Tied,

By a Chord,

Heading toward Victory.

No more Trickery,

Let your Truth set you free.

Be who your creator,

Made you to be.

Perfectly planted seeds,

Bringing harmony,

Disarming hate.

It's never too late.

Embrace our fate,

Change your mental state,

Dictate your place,

As a Divine Being,

Using Time,

Traveling as Space,

Helping evolve our race.

- Sea of Roses -

    July 22, 2011
    A sea of flowers and candles grew outside the Cathedral
    - in total 15 tons
    Solidarity, an unbreakable bond of care, democracy
    
    Terrorist attack, 77 people died
    grotesque images on the retina
    Sound of gunshots and desperate screams
    The killers ideology
    referred to himself as "A Templar knight"

    Artists Tobbe Malm and Tone Karlsrud
    invite blacksmiths from all over the world
    to forge roses in iron as a memorial
    People acted spontaneously
    Grief was wrought in iron
    "The iron roses" ... the abyss sea
    will always remind us of all those we lost
    "Hidden in heaven, but never forgotten"

Zen mode

we play a game
win or lose
either which ways
there is no reaction
victory and defeat
are as ordained
the skills possessed
relate to body-mind
which we are not
there is no one here
save pristine presence 
free and unfettered 
acting spontaneously 
as of the the diktats
of vibrance of innocence

Zen mode

strobes of bliss magnetism 
the sound of one hand clapping
manifests within spontaneously 
preventing us from napping

Starts and stops

Whatever

Seems to happen

Happens emptily..

Empty expressions of

Starts and stops..

The starts and stops

Tell the stories

Of longing and 

Discovery arising 

Spontaneously...

an epiphany

the void of polarity interchange
touches the core of absolute silence 
that pristine motionless singularity point
peaked potential present everywhere at once

reverberations of all vibrations before emanation
arise by force of will from this stillness fulcrum 
being the seat of undivided consciousness 
so nothing is separated from source

shifting gently into the heart of God
in that instant transcending space-time
soul presence may bilocate spontaneously 
vibrationally in any realm or domain self-aware

as one becomes two and the two becomes many
as the breath of God we can too ensoul any
with the caveat that we be love and light
the throb of magnetism all pervading

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