Visionary Poems | Examples of Visionary Poetry

Alice embraced the warmth of the bitter-sweet liquid concoction Curiosity of "drink me" caused this Swirls began to know no limits Ground twisting and breaking The sky accumulating thick constellations Up through the opening of what appears to be a magical mist Alice wonders what this is Quickly, the world changed, or was it Alice Entering what seemed similar to Saturn Alice...

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At a corner table in the morning haze, Steam rose from cups in softened glaze. A couple sat — greyed by time’s hand, But something cracked beneath the bland. He flipped the menu like a sacred test, Each word a blur on a burdened chest. But hunger wasn’t what he fought — It was battles that the world forgot. A waiter came, displaced...

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The moon speaks in phases the sun a voice of lasers every cloud a picture story -- write me a day, and I’ll paint you a Starry Night....

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Despite your intelligence mimicry, You still come far short in your gimmickry, Throwing down the drains fine masterpieces, Flushed away as a fresh bout of faeces. Nights without sleep to pen wonders on sheet, Yet a lame detector brands one a cheat, An app claiming to be a true genius ~ Is far from being labeled ingenious. How long will your pretence rule...

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There’s beauty in imagining great things; It lights our dark future with hope-filled dreams ~ Visions of peasants ordained to be kings, And plebeians crowned as queens, so it seems. It charts dream paths lit by elegant beams. Imagination hears each scarecrow's groans; It squeezes water from dry desert stones. It digs deep oceans in hot desert sand, Lifting us from known realms...

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If you can breathe through it You can get through it If you can get through it You can rise If you can breathe through it You can see your way through it If you can see your way through it You can fly If you can breathe through it You can push through it If you can push through it You can begin…again ...

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I once knew a seer, name of Hortense Who specialized in ominous portents Said I should marry a toad Long as he cleaned and he sewed I...

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Three has ruled the roost for so long... Four, boxed in so, has forgotten its role. So picture five lingering outside, waiting Thinking itself only a star None seeing what keys are needed To open the legendary Time of Times. Oh... will repairs come in time for life Or will zero claim more as food once again. ...

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Ole’ to the bland bated solid baby blue-hued sky viewed Left handed white arrows stacked pyramid left side two points up north? looks cool, Forever almonds eyes slanted aligned with cheek triangular faced, Vivid stares in graced sitting tail staged right tipped black on end looks cool man Sitting in on rippled lined white background represents layers of...

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Kaleidoscopic Myths That sky is the limit. Yet star-bursted stories Will shower galaxies With deepest mysteries And dark oceanic Creatures and histories. ...

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I OPENED A DOOR IN THE UNIVERSE, MUCH TO MY SUPRISE , I STUMBLED UPON A LONG LOST TRUTH THAT OPENED , UP MY EYES. THERE IS MORE , THAN ONE DIMENSION. WHEN...

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(This is only my opinion, only written to promote calm discussion or debate. I know nothing, am not an expert on anything. If you are easily Religiously riled, spiritually offended, do not read this. Period.) The Devil is smart, subtle; he can control one without the controlled being remotely aware. He can appear beautiful...

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In The Waiting Womb Thereof (Apropos Of Poetic Onement) Thanks for being here with me in the waiting time of the birthing flow from the poetic womb thereof: We mind-pregnant poets have all experienced that spacing time reality of which poets must be in waiting for the waiting poetic womb to give birth:- At times, we’re forced to realize that we, too,...

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In the spirit of hope, we contemplatively search Beyond the horizon for the mystic exorcism Of the pandemic deaths proliferating from The disparity reigning from viral social And political infestations decimating We selected targeted ones of color:- And the audacity of such hope, must be sought Within the horizon of the spirit of our mind and soul, Where abides the power exorcism infused...

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Spiritual Gem Inside Me 7/3/25 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spiritual Gem Inside Me A jewel breathes inside of me In a chrysalis where a rose Breaths the covenant Promise born from the heart of perfection Where intoxicating remnants of a garden Linger Whispering, Beckoning me home Through the sweet scent of grace Humming lullabies As my petals open To leaves of reconciliation My Hope waits in silence With the promise...

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