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Post by Walker » Mon Apr 24, 2017 6:04 am

The paintings were like windows to a church
what projecting light into the space of the viewer was


After sundown
Wandering through muted marble pools
Dimmer than pews masked in shadow
From every arched window on two walls
I found the same orb glowing
Moving with the walk across each glass
Stained darkest by night’s shades still seen

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Re: Poetry here.

Post by Pluto » Tue Apr 25, 2017 5:05 pm

I was alive in the war
And saw people with no backs
Legs had blown off bodies mangled
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Post by Walker » Tue Apr 25, 2017 9:58 pm

Sacrifice

In nations and folks
Bards and martyrs
Self-cherishing sacrifices form
While feeding hungry justice
Nations sacrifice lives
Folks sacrifice the right thing
Bards sacrifice the metre
All the while crying over the spillage
Before everything is gone

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Re: Poetry here.

Post by Pluto » Thu Apr 27, 2017 9:55 pm

The alt right made an image
To follow them around
Created on 4chan and Reddit
Did it circulate the internet highways
A frog called Pepe in human form
Sat frozen smug looking out at you

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Post by Justintruth » Mon Jun 12, 2017 11:48 am

The Death of My Garden

A gargoyles mouth clasps with crooked teeth,
A mouthful of raspberries brightly benign,
And squeezes to droplets their innocent flasks,
Till nary a one has blood left to bleed.

A brat of a dragon with razor tail,
Severs the fruit in half from the tree,
And spoons out intestines disembowel the babe.
A pomegranate's seeds dry white.

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Post by Pluto » Wed Jun 21, 2017 9:53 pm

FROM UP ON HIGH
DID THEY SAY
A MANGER WAS BORN
IN A FIELD IN BETHLEHEM
THE KINGS CAMETH TO SEE
BEARINGS GIFTS AS A

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Re: Poetry here.

Post by RogerFarinha » Fri Jun 30, 2017 7:39 pm

RIGHT BRAIN LEFT BRAIN:

My right brain said, to my, left brain,
"Why DO you overpower?"

My left brain, said, to my, right brain,
"Because this is MY hour."

My heart then said, to both,
"What is this FOOLISHNESS?'

My brain, the whole, then said,
"Our unity's YOUR wish!"

My soul then sighed a sigh so deep,
My universe upturned;

And all was unified again,
And neither none did spurn...

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Poetry

Post by Viveka » Thu Oct 05, 2017 7:21 pm

As I see a wasp carrying a pebble
it walks ever closer to the pool's edge
as I thought it were to drown in the pool
only to fly heavenward with its burden unexpectedly
may all freedom and work be with this holy grace

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Post by Eodnhoj7 » Sat Oct 21, 2017 8:43 pm

Silence stretches out upon the nighttime sky as the unfolding breath of "wisdom",
Caught within her breast lies the heartbeat of the stars.

Men's dreams unfold through her gaze,
An echoing memory of what may be.

Orion sings as they join, a silent tribute towards the children of creation,
amidst the strife of the void they give shape.

In these dark hours a song is sung through the heavens
"What was, what is, what will be...forevermore...forevermore".

All being looks within towards the flame,
and sees the mother and father dance.

A movement of forms from which qualities spring, bound eternal
ever ringing as those who choose to sing.

It is in truth we grasp the rose
a flower formed from letting go.

Its due drops sparkle through the stars as fertile fields from which
dreams are born.

Madness ceases and sanity blooms
the wolf and the lamb cease their quarrel.

Of this wisdom asks "who are you?"
And this I state: "That which may one day be."

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Re: Poetry here.

Post by Viveka » Sat Oct 21, 2017 10:14 pm

Eodnhoj7 wrote:
Sat Oct 21, 2017 8:43 pm
Silence stretches out upon the nighttime sky as the unfolding breath of "wisdom",
Caught within her breast lies the heartbeat of the stars.

Men's dreams unfold through her gaze,
An echoing memory of what may be.

Orion sings as they join, a silent tribute towards the children of creation,
amidst the strife of the void they give shape.

In these dark hours a song is sung through the heavens
"What was, what is, what will be...forevermore...forevermore".

All being looks within towards the flame,
and sees the mother and father dance.

A movement of forms from which qualities spring, bound eternal
ever ringing as those who choose to sing.

It is in truth we grasp the rose
a flower formed from letting go.

Its due drops sparkle through the stars as fertile fields from which
dreams are born.

Madness ceases and sanity blooms
the wolf and the lamb cease their quarrel.

Of this wisdom asks "who are you?"
And this I state: "That which may one day be."
The Rose--a Roscirucian symbol! You sound like a genuine Hermetic Qabalist here! Wisdom pre-dated and formed the Cosmos through division of the duality when everything was 'Good', just as Wisdom caused the Fall of Adam and Eve; two serpents wrapped around a pole mating and a single dove arises!

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Enlightenment, Infinity

Post by pouncing » Mon Nov 13, 2017 9:37 pm

I need to get this out there, trying everything I can. Love is the code. Spread it like a virus.

Her sun is brightest in winter
Melted my heart, broke my mind
Imposible task, perfection asked
Heart she thinks, knowlage is felt
Over thinking, it doesnt seem right
One last kiss, gone in to the night

The universe live, screaming wake up
Signs, signals, singing from within
Tick tock tick tock, driving me sane
Deep in the past, showing the future
Vibrations pulling forwards, guiding
Notes I took, destiny began to knock

Ideas, intuition. Mirages and mirrors
Cold, hungry, tired, but warmth inside
Starving, sleepless, dirty, energized
The glass full, but still half empty
The truth is we all define each other
Were one, where you stand, what you see

The point of knowlage is to remember to forget
Everything is comunication, that is what we are
Nurture becomes nature and nature becomes nurture
You are my soul outside my body, and inside of me
You are in my concious and in the depths of my mind
We grow together, connected across space and time

Let the past go, or the future will keep slipping away
Dream, awake. Wake from the dream, now is the present
To die before your dead, is to be born and not forget
You have to let go of your body, before you can be soul
Fell the ego, persona, the act of god, it is what it is
You are my shadow, face the fear, bring dark into light

Those who act like roses, are hiding thorns
Top on the outside is bottom on the inside
The left look right and the right look left
The master throws the stick for the dog
The dog fetches the stick for the master
The head and the tail, we feed each other

Balance is eternal, some offer guidance and others grant freedom
Yin and yang are talking to themselves, and look up to each other
Fight hate with love, 1 plus 0 is 1. A rose between two thorns
Have faith in everybody, believe nothing because the truth hurts
The centre that has no edges, it has no colour, it sees the light
Inside, outside and invisible, always moving, never changing

Learn to love yourself and you will love others. Forgive
One step at a time, all you need is two, leave no trace
We work together in time, and seperate into the space
My heart doesnt know you, but my mind says I love you
You find logic loveable and love is perfectly logical
Philosphers die, love keeps growing. Find me, be reborn

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Re: Poetry here.

Post by attofishpi » Tue Nov 14, 2017 6:09 am

Pantheism

A Pen Smith
Anti Hemps
Ha Men Spit
Ha Temp Sin
Me In Paths
Am The Snip
Am The Spin
Am Ship Net
He Spit Man
He Tips Man
Man He Pits
Amp The Sin
Pa Sent Him
Sap Them In

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Re: Poetry here.

Post by Eodnhoj7 » Sun Nov 26, 2017 4:19 pm

"I ween that I hung on the windy tree,

Hung there for nine nights full nine;

With the spear I was wounded, and offered I was,

To Odin, myself to myself,

On the tree that none may know

What root beneath it runs.

None made me happy with a loaf or horn,

And there below I looked;

I took up the runes, shrieking I took them,

And forthwith back I fell." [33]

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Post by attofishpi » Sat Dec 16, 2017 3:39 pm

KNOW_LEDGE

You fought to know
thought to know
took longer than a fought-night
but they said it was just a week
hes too weak
to follow through
with the knowledge
see him at the edge
at the ledge
reality beyond breaks down
to chaos
yes, you'll know
your maker
he'll leave his mark
hell leave his mark
six hundred three score
and six more.
U O Y?
YOU

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Re: Poetry here.

Post by -1- » Sat Dec 16, 2017 7:15 pm

(I am a decided atheist, but I penned this for my Christian friends.)
To the tune of Neil Young's song.

Hey, hey, my, my.
Jesus Christ will never die.
There is... more to the chalice...
Than drinking wine.
Hey, hey. My, my.

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