Transmitter Poems | Examples

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Premium Member say it like it is

reflections reveal radiance
emanating from deep within
enlivening bliss magnetism 
around which polarities spin

tranquil stillness animated
totality capsuled in form
as transmitter and receptor
bilocates in this benign storm

divine bliss beats send a signal
that our essence is living light
whispered wisdom wisening us
drenching us in drunken delight

AN EMOTIONAL HEALING

I need an emotional healing 
one only God can deliver 
I need to be restored.
by my heavenly Transmitter 

I'm brokenhearted 
my spirit pulverized 
I need God to come unto me
and emotionally galvanize

I need an emotional healing.
to be removed from further harm 
I need God to stimulate me, recreate me
hold me in His loving arms

I'm brokenhearted 
my spirit pulverized 
I need God to come unto me 
and emotionally galvanize 

life has kicked me in the gut
spanked my butt
left me gasping for air
I need to be in the presence 
of the Great I Am 
the God of loving care

no longer brokenhearted 
my spirit no longer pulverized 
God came into me
and emotionally galvanized

I got an emotional healing 
I was removed from further harm 
now stimulated, now recreated
safe in God's loving arms

Premium Member Zen mode

the view from the void mirrors that from form
fulcrum centreless so boundaries blur
tranquil stillness having become the norm
renewing pulse of bliss all chakras whir
to epiphanies that dawn we concur
as both the transmitter and receptor
sensing bliss mists pierce each body vector


Premium Member echoes of the silent shore

soundlessly reverberations travel
from root to crown and beyond any pitch
send laughter and tranquil adventure 
accord to the spine like poetry’s chant
ring in the presence void from
previous future and unfolding past

mirror images of polar opposites
unite with a chime
rhythm and rhyme of untold melodies
resolve discords and false harmonies

once the echo of my Self
transcends eccentric ripples
it whispers tantra in my ear
combines all audible pleasures
with light escaping its shadows

I am beginning to feel a miracle
a whole ocean’s salt on my skin
just a drop in the Universe’s magic
and yet a tidal transmitter 
to spiritual shores of being alive

Premium Member Zen mode

memory recalls moments of epiphany 
which though now seem dormant
heart recognises as vibrating
veiled from awareness

accepting what is
in vibrancy celebratory 
we meld with humming vastness
becoming it whilst yet also here in form

thus as both in the material and ethereal
our awareness self-aware animated
imbibes and radiates throb of bliss
as both receptor and transmitter

Premium Member Zen mode

soma nectar drips
from medulla along spine
likewise at jugular notch
dew drops fall into heart
where swirling toroidal mists
hold offerings in embrace
transmuting by alchemy
the womb of existence
contained within

as both this and that
transmitter and receptor
what is there to be done
as waves of the ocean
are sipped by the sandy shore
eager to savour the elixir 
at one end of the polarity
whilst the distant moon enables
movement that so enables


Premium Member I pardon no one

Within this ink is a taste so bitter
Warn you though I am no quitter
I don't follow fake pomp and glitter
Find within me a devotion emitter
The crosses your bearing, I was for her there log splitter
Replacing their pain, I added sweetness to the bitter
I've written the code of how to be a committer
If you intend to challenge my devotion, those eyes must see you commit to her!
I'll carve you out if you show up to be a transmitter!
That feeling within you; Dads are "far more than just a jitter"
For if hell has a place on Earth; it will not be with me as it's remitter

Premium Member hush the blush

meditating with a purpose
in as seeking an outcome 
signals we are in delusion
best we pause the cause
and simply sit in silence 
allowing the universe
to be the transmitter 
while we simply receive
the offerings as may be
as is wont of a receptor

Premium Member Zen Mode

come the morn
we feel bliss trickle
along in-form conduits

there is a definite pattern 
over back and front of form
geometrically looping our body

delight renews itself without seeking
we are both the receptor and transmitter
omnipresent magnetism bilocating vibrantly

throbbing thus from a centreless fulcrum 
presence embarks on a vibrational ride
wherein consciousness renews itself

the sounds of silence reverberate
immanent yet transcendent 
blurring all boundaries

Premium Member The Way of the Future

We will build our "Mars Voyager Spaceship" on our Moon. 
this Spaceship can only be built on our moon, for weight, size soon, 
            we will power this craft not to compromise...      
              with Space-Based Solar Power Equipment...  
                technologies we now have on Earth...                  
  Since clouds, atmosphere nighttime is absent in space,
                  satellite-based solar panels magnificent...
     
 would also be able to capture while transmits substantially      
                   more energy than terrestrial solar panels...
reflectors also a microwave or laser power transmitter, continually...   
                        
directing solar radiation onto huge solar panels, attached,
                  on our 'Mars Voyager Spaceship'...
           these panels convert solar power, wa-la...               
   into either a microwave or a laser,  then beam uninterrupted power
                                     all our way to Mars Ta-Da

Conservation

Let's reafforestate,
It is never too late,
Make an oxygen emitter,
An anti-plastic transmitter,
Atmosphere deranged,
Redress climate change,
Over to millenial brains,
Or we're all down the drain,
Some hi-tech savvy way,
Let's all start today!

Blood

Divine conductor
                     of wonders,
                      natural transmitter
                      of creativity..
                       Arsonist of
                       human actions
                       keeper of the divine sap
                      Universal certainty... !

Woman, Devil's Body, Angel's Heart

Women are roses
Beware of thorns
With tactful maneuvers
Lest you get poisoned

Women are oars
They sail your boat, without roars
And, the calm waters
Conceal the abyssal horrors

Women are children
Give them big sweets
Hug them with heart beats
And show them trustful smiles
'Cause they sniff the wiles

Women are wireless spies
Aired through airborn flies
A mouth-to-ear news murmured
Faster than any transmitter

Woman are thieves
They steal your heart
They laugh when you grieve
And cry when you leave

Women are men
They do all they can
Go to war, hold a pen
But without men,
They never can

Women give all their heart
It seems they won't depart
Once real things are getting hard
They leave like never did start


But, We can't live without them
Life is duality, woman and man
Happiness and Sorrow
Let's share them life's joy and pain
Until we both, leave this Earth
To the Power '' Supreme ''

Premium Member Surfing Consciousness

Surfing consciousness 

Within the womb of existence
Sensations borne of resistance 
Navigates spectrum of delight
As bestowed on soul’s sentience

Undifferentiated light
Enlivened by love, shining bright
Infuses in the void, intent
Creating a pulse, day and night

Innate to soul’s the bliss current
Exuberance effervescent 
Both receptor and transmitter
Of love and light luminescent 

09-May-2022

We Are Aerial Butterflies

Dear God 

We are aerial butterflies caught in the palm of your hands 
Only when you blow breath towards our broken wings 
can we truly feel your healing power 
You are the transmitter of messages, the one authentic truth 
Protect us from the misconceptions of a wayward world 
Keep us safe in your embrace  and help us mend 
Inside this world of uncertainty, what will tomorrow bring ?
entwined in you, life loses its sting despite everything.

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