Uncreated Poems - Poems about Uncreated

...In waiting for you, my love, the seasons have snowed in black and white, The landscape of our time together has been painted in trenches of lingering silences, And every moment without your voice, ......Read the rest...

...All unknowingly we cultivate, create wild flowers and garden escapes from all those restless hours of an ambiguous life. Tomorrow happens, it picks up our discarded clothes dresses sloppily ......Read the rest...

...their bodies were present but their eyes were scanning a screen, their faces devouring the blue light, of the small machines in their hands- they were nothing less than walking zombies. they t......Read the rest...

...With the passing of each second adds to another minute of being without your and that adds up to the hours we apart, the hours apart turn into days, month's and even years. Years that are lost to the......Read the rest...

...As climate pathology peaks toward climax conditions LeftBrain privileged blindness and deafness, tastelessness replacing savoring, Absence of green and sea salty blue fragrance, bereft o......Read the rest...

...When I peer through the windows of my eyes, so desperately I want to know who I am. What is the cause of my being? At times I feel formless and empty, a collection of memories. Maybe, no more......Read the rest...

...When I Peer through the windows of my eyes, So desperately I want to know who I am. What is the cause of my being? At times I feel formless and empty, A collection of memories is that all I am ......Read the rest...

...Time, space, Being toppling over; The pivot of nothingness. I exist here in the moment, moment by moment. This is where the many become one, I want to say I stood at the void and looked with a c......Read the rest...

...A blank mind, focusing on disappearing pages. A pen looks for a rewind, taking back mistakes of the ages. Yet nothing is swirling, nothing comes to thought. An empty hand curling, with words th......Read the rest...

...The meditation of an unslept night, dancing to the music of silence. Waiting for that unseen sight and my visions to form an alliance. To create the uncreated art, searching in worlds unexpl......Read the rest...

...When does ambiguously free verse also become emphatically political verbing verse? I was emphatically reading pieces ambiguously written about my sons, to my oldest son's girlfriend. The l......Read the rest...

...You are the last born for me no daughter of earthly woman even the lily of best of the lilies can rival your glorious heart You are mine as the last born my heart trembles before you I do not......Read the rest...

...In the twilight of suspended star thunder where the waking jungle and broken Temple of tradition meet one another she moves with a panthera prana, pranayama of precise paradise, air of spaceless pl......Read the rest...

...THE WAR Rule was made to break Being were made to be death But war was uncreated Which came in vain? And make his destiny Oh….war….oh…war Why you came among us And make our earth red Now......Read the rest...

...GOD MY LORD God my Lord: Transcendental reality Uncreated creator Supreme Goodness Dwelling of eternal wisdom Everlasting source of my being Shield of my life Refuge of my soul, Al......Read the rest...