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Bardo Poems - Poems about Bardo

Premium Member Surfing the bardo
It is at eventide When scarlet turns red We feel the light of God inside Our presence by bliss beats led Rests in the toroidal heart By soma nectar fed Stillness is an art Requiring identity to recede That flow of magnetism may start Negating desire, living as of need Light within heart is revealed Seeds of love thus breed Drenched in bliss, soul...

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Categories: bardo, spiritual, sunset,
Form: Terza Rima
Premium Member This Life
Through all of this noise You came looking for me, and Here we meet at last. (2/25/24) ...

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Categories: bardo, soulmate,
Form: Haiku



Premium Member In the bardo
With no agenda in our shelf, having become the witness self, our gentle touch and mindful eye, allows life to flow by itself. There yet are moments when we sigh, since thought tempests take time to die but for the most part, we are still and in the vast void, wingless fly. We sense in heart, bliss nectar spill and drink greedily to our...

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Categories: bardo, spiritual,
Form: Rubaiyat
Premium Member Bliss in the bardo
Stirred from sleep, early this morn, ego shorn, refreshed, reborn, feeling within bliss humming, as notes of rapture strumming. I was then, the light of Self, with no desire on the shelf, for mind was as yet asleep, which is how I went in deep. Bliss froze time, that soul may climb toward heaven like this rhyme, frolicking about carefree, unshackled from my mind tree....

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Categories: bardo, joy, spiritual,
Form: Jueju
Premium Member Listen Now!
("Through The Looking Glass", 2017, original encaustic) Listen Now! Listen now without distraction, Within the endless cycle of distraction, Recognize the pure forms Of your projection To be nothing But the clear light Of playful mind Awakened One Know this, And only this, Your true face Greets you In the illusion Of death Recognize, Without fear emptiness Cannot be harmed By emptiness, With joy You are home Again (11/14/23) ...

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Categories: bardo, death, inspiration, spiritual,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Youll Never Come Back
("Nonbinary", 2023, original encaustic) You’ll Never Come Back… Thrown into an ocean Deeper and vaster than thought Carried on waves of sound Waves of light Propelled on waves of bliss Through a portal That has no name No place No time But here and now Washed up on a shore After the storm Bathed in warmth Exhausted of all content Left alone At the heart of it all Connected to...

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Categories: bardo, spiritual, visionary,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Bardo of Bliss
In time dissolved moments, early morn Between the sleeping and waking state In this bardo of pure bliss, we’re reborn Love’s caress enlivens presence chaste Each dew drop of joy, a unique unicorn Aglow in our light, throbbing with delight We are transfixed by soundless thunder Feeling complete, heart refuses to alight Savouring elixir divine in childlike wonder Embarking fearlessly on a wingless flight Nodes...

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Categories: bardo, i am, joy,
Form: Quintain (Sicilian)
Premium Member Bardo of Bliss
Before moistened grief crystallised in eyes dries, humming aliveness of our heart exhumes pain and positioned thus in the bardo, we rise, as pristine soul presence, free from ego’s chain invokes bliss magnetism to gently baptise, wholeness of being in Holy Spirit’s rain, moment by moment thus, all moments entwined, dwelling in love and light, each breath reassigned....

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Categories: bardo, grief, i am, joy,
Form: Ottava rima
Premium Member The Bardo
I look toward the sacred symbol Displaying my ignorance For where is God not Stuporous awareness Oblivious to warning signs Is now consumed by fears created Yet within each half breath cessation When polarities interchange We are in the bardo I notice this lifeline Provided by the universe And meld my consciousness therein 02-June-2023...

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Categories: bardo, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Bardo
flickering awareness an in-between stage with knowing imbibed but not yet assimilated we call it the bardo 26-March-2023...

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Categories: bardo, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member On Bardo Time
Buddha numerics Time between death and rebirth cosmic waiting room (bardo- intermediate space of time between death and rebirth. Symbolically, 7 to 49 days in Buddhist time.)...

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Categories: bardo, baptism, birth, celebration, forgiveness,
Form: Haiku
Old Man In a Bar, Me
sexy couple shooting pool what was that covetousness rule? when am i going to get over this? in the back of my mind, memories of bliss keep me looking, well attached until this longing body is dispatched to the dustheap, while this mind propelled into bardo, still looking behind at all the ties that bind......

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Categories: bardo, age, death, desire, sensual,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Another Bardo Day
"Another Bardo Day" Amaranthine Illuminates Samsara legs and hips sway wrapped around hard street and through the Beginningless Beginning holds hands with Kali Just another Bardo Day enraptured en route to the nefarious Nirvana, the emptiness state there she resides tempting impatiently the bored and insane the four noble truths at play it’s all in the rebirthing of dark night and silent day arms, hands and...

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Categories: bardo, sensual, spiritual, woman,
Form: Free verse
Bardo
BARDO. May not the Element of space Rise against me In acrid acrimony. From the north Arrives green goddess Ghanta of serpent head Garlanded with skulls And in her hand Holding metallic bells Sounds of the surges Deafening eared knell. Let me remember Infinite compassions The past deeds For all the things Great and small And for all the creeds. For the white dove For the yellow bear For fields of worms For earth borne...

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Categories: bardo, angst, confusion, introspection, judgement,
Form: Verse
Bardo
I take two long seconds to watch my breath rattle the snow brittle and sweet. I don't want to leave and I am so scared of losing. the kettle sings and we turn the pages. even in despair, you burn and I can't imagine you ever dying. we laugh through the cold, blood pounding steps. god, please let me keep this....

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Categories: bardo, death
Form: Free verse

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