POETRY is keeping me awake tonite

Subject: POETRY is keeping me awake tonite Sun Dec 30, 2007 2:36 am

This just came in through a closed window (thought I had closed it :king:

Are you young and beautiful?
Are you old and wise
Are you strong, vibrant and alive?
Do you lie though your eyes of blue
Speak the why and the why not
(of your truth)

Are you in love and love to be loved
Are you weak in the knees
But have a stronng heart?
Are you none or all of the above?

If you believe strongly enough in yourself
And vow to always remain open for suggestion.
You probably are! coffee

Subject: Re: POETRY is keeping me awake tonite Sun Dec 30, 2007 10:35 pm

Beautiful Wild Dove. I love poetry harp

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There’s a quiet spot in the depths of my being
where God in silence dwells,
The holy, infinite presence of God,
where awareness slowly wells.
Away from the noisy outer world,
enclosed where it’s calm and still,
Breathing in deep tranquility,
as mind and spirit fill.
It’s a silence that speaks without words,
and doesn’t sound to the ear,
But listening to it with my heart,
can soothe every doubt and fear.
The unconditional love I feel
makes each anxiety cease,
As the overwhelming essence of God
floods my soul with the sweetest peace.

~chi migwetch~

Subject: Re: POETRY is keeping me awake tonite Tue Jan 01, 2008 10:09 am

As fears are drown in the millions.
Hope rises like a phoenix from ash.
From the tears cried by the trillions.
Life has changed in one brilliant flash.

Those who cry in the dark.
Will soon sing in the light.
For them sorrows tainted mark.
Will leave them in a joyous rite.

A ritual of severance.
As they find their hearts song.
Several moments in silent reverence.
For soon they can do nothing wrong.

As fears are drown in the millions.
Hope rises like a phoenix from ash.
From the tears cried by the trillions.
Life has changed in one brilliant flash.

The light soon shines from within.
Escaping from the body in radiance.
Leaving behind a life of sin.
Just to learn that secret cadence.

The next thing seen is a blast of light.
Another soul set on its way.
It lights the night.
Streaking across the sky as bright as day.

As fears are drown in the millions.
Hope rises like a phoenix from ash.
From the tears cried by the trillions.
Life has changed in one brilliant flash.

The day of the culling comes soon.
Calling to all listening.
For those who can hear the tune.
Bodies begin to sparkle with light, glistening.

When the melody forms a harmony.
They symphony of light can be heard.
By one and all, freeing most from agony.
The lambs soon get to flock to the rest of the herd.

As fears are drown in the millions.
Hope rises like a phoenix from ash.
From the tears cried by the trillions.
Life has changed in one brilliant flash.

Guest

Wow, Scionus, that was a beautiful poem!

Subject: Re: POETRY is keeping me awake tonite Wed Jan 02, 2008 12:02 pm

Yes I am all of those things and more.

There is a person among you.
This person can be great and amazing.
This person goes to the loo.
And he is frequently grazing

on the field of grass
like a tiger in the Antarctic
But it's made out of glass
And is a lion fanatic.

Yes! This person is you
Hello there
How do you do?
Are you a hare?

Subject: Re: POETRY is keeping me awake tonite Wed Jan 02, 2008 12:18 pm

I feel left out!

I feel the need
A poem I must write
I just can't succeed
My imagination is slight
Writers block does impede
:coffee4:

Subject: Re: POETRY is keeping me awake tonite Wed Jan 02, 2008 12:44 pm

Nice everyone!

Subject: Poetry is keeping me awake tonite Wed Jan 02, 2008 3:34 pm

A plateful of words, by A. Nutty Poeter

A Plateful of Words
How many do you want?
Three will do.
Close your eyes.
give me the first three that come to mind

Purple blue fine.

Ok, use 'em now:

The purple skies of Vincent blue
The Melody so true
Comes to me so fine.

Those, Starry, starry night(s).
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now

See? A Plateful word of three
Came out spledidly!

Try it again.

for, my, god

For My God

My counry, my people, my destiny I see
Sweet land of liberty to be
The divine soul I was created to be

But 'cha y'ar Blanche, But 'cha are!
(Bette Davis to Olivia de Havilland in Hush, Hush Sweet Charlotte).

WOW, Thank you for the plateful of words, Great Mystery!

Better than a bunch of trytophan and old sandwiches of Turkey
Still hanging about in my frig like a
Science project disaster :coffee4: which I guess I'll get off my laptop and sink into. ('Course that could also put me to sleep LIAM. Great sport, sleeping..... Later!

Subject: Re: POETRY is keeping me awake tonite Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:09 pm

Some more poetry to ponder, by Wild Dove (Willy TwoHawk Speaking for White Eagle)

An Expression of Timeliness

I will always be a Seeker of Wisdom, a Hunter of Invisible Game.
I too have become a Dreamer of Visions
No mountains to climb, no mines to stake my claim.
Reams and reams of other's schemes about letting it all go
Mean little to me right now
Responsibility does, however.
No Calipers or Pens needed for that!
To encompass or to measure my anything
That kind of measurement reduces sensibility to mere angles of dust.
I have a Lust for Life
Like Vincent's eyes of violent blue,
I am smothered in An Inner Expression of Purple Joy others call tears
An Expression of myself and Of Life itself
From no one else's point of view.
A simple painter struggling in a world
Of artsy and fartsy critics, of dainty impressionistic people, pretty colored picture pots
Superficial techno meaning glots
Attributed to those leaning towards oblivion
Forgotten in history's time warp slots.
Some of us don't care whether our work gets shown in public or not
Thanks to all the Theo's of course
Who tried so hard to help us survive the onslaught, said to mount
The kingly thrones of The Unknown
The ones others were never shown.
But there are rulers without rules
In a world ruled by dolts
Trying to measure Infinity as though
Pleasure sits there all by itself while Wisdom was set aside
Waiting to be measured.
It's not!
Wisdom jumps up and down all the time, bolts through The Veils when caught at play
As though the rule and the ruler were in its way
Inner play somewhere between the ploy and the plot
Its what the painter's really got in the pot that can raise the knots
On the back of pinheads,
But it doesn't half the time.
Its what the writer pulls from the ink well.
Oh well, who cares! Choose a different color, use another tool, pick some other words,
Artist and Draftsman that you are
The Geometry of The Divine is unmeasurable anyway
The Canvas always has room for another star to emerge between the lines
Aho!

Guest

Simply beautiful, Wild Dove. Your poems speak to my heart, especially that one. For my birthday I was gifted with an easel, two blank canvases, and a magnificent array of mediums with which to create something. I've never really painted before but Twohawks seems to think I should. lol

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Subject: Re: POETRY is keeping me awake tonite Sat Jan 05, 2008 3:10 pm

You should, BTM. I even take my jpegs created sometimes from scratch, sometimes from my own photos. I put the pic up where most people put a composition and start playing. What comes out knocks my own socks off. I believe The Gift, whether it is in writing, music, dance or visual art/sculpture is an on-going stream of beauty we (people who chose to write/paint/etc) connect to a bit deeper than others, that's all. No one is the creator of anything. But we all are co-creators, each in his or her own way......

Guest

Subject: Re: POETRY is keeping me awake tonite Mon Jan 07, 2008 10:21 am

BTM did you paint that?

Guest

I wish! lol....Oddly enough, my ex came by last night and told me he had bought a reproduction of Vincent van Gogh's painting, "Starry Night." It was just a little sync with Wild Dove's postings, so I thought I would put a picture of it here.

Subject: Re: POETRY is keeping me awake tonite Mon Jan 07, 2008 2:42 pm

I thought you may have taken some inspiration from Van Gogh for your first masterpiece! gif12

I was ready to sign you up with the Guggenheim in New York. Darn grouchy

- I thought we were going to make some big bucks!

Still waiting on your first masterpiece though!

Subject: A Poem for Sophia when she gets older Wed Jan 30, 2008 1:51 pm

A GOOSE IS A BIRD SO ARE LOONS.
I AM A POET BUT THERE ARE MANY
SITTING IN THE SAME ROOM CALLED BY A DIFFERENT NAME.
HERE'S AN EXAMPLE OR TWO:

I AM THE KNOT ON A SHELF MADE OF PINE
I AM THE GRAIN ON A SHAFT OF WHEAT
BUT I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE.

I AM THE FLOWER IN THE VASE
BUT I AM NOT THE ONLY BOOK IN THE CASE
OR THE ONLY WORD IN A LINE.

THERE ARE SOUND BITES
THERE ARE PHRASES
THERE ARE FACES IN EVERY CROWD
EVERYONE HAS EYES.

EACH ONE IS DIFFERENT
EACH ONE CRIES.
TEARS FALL DOWN
THE FACE OF A CLOWN.

EYELIDS RISE, EARS OPEN UP
SOME CLOSE THE GAP BETWEEN THE TWO.
A HEART CANNOT CLOSE A MIND
BUT A CLOSED MIND CAN STOP A BEATING HEART.

A BREATHING CHEST HEAVY WITH DOUBT
CAN NEUTRALIZE BOTH THE POWER AND THE CLOUT
PUT THE ENTIRE FIRE OUT
THOUGH A FLAME REMAINS IN THE EMBERS.

MEMBERS OF A DEAD POET'S SOCIETY KNOW THIS.
ALL THAT IS ASKED OF THEM
IS THAT THE POETRY IS READ BY THE DEVOUT.
A LISTENER WHO COMES WITH AN OPEN MIND.

A PERSON WHO ENTERS THE ROOM
AND ADDS A LINE OR TWO.
DOES NOT SINGLE OUT THAT WHICH HE NOR SHE
CAN NOT UNDERSTAND

BUT LETS IT LIE WHEREVER IT LANDS.

AHO!

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