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RE: Poetry - Ankh - 09-16-2011
Happy birthday, Ruth!
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RE: Poetry - kia - 09-16-2011
Happy Birthaday Ruth!!!!! Enjoy your day!!
RE: Poetry - norral - 09-16-2011
Happy birthday Ruth !!! may this year be the best year u have
ever had !!
norral
RE: Poetry - Ruth - 09-16-2011
I wish I could contribute here, but I'm not a poet. I'm not even a writer. I'm a "feeler" - and your poems make me feel good! Thank you for sharing, and for the birthday wishes - it was a wonderful day, and your poems were the icing on the cake.
And Confused - you still don't seem so confused to me - and your poems here reinforce that feeling.
Blessings, light, and lots of love to each of you - keep your words flowing!
RE: Poetry - Confused - 09-16-2011
Thank you very much, dear Ruth. Thank you
(09-15-2011, 10:22 PM)haqiqu Wrote: What causes the sorrow?
A great philosopher of the past asked,
what causes the sorrow?
Don't we know we borrow,
of the ONE's own marrow?
I sorrow,
because I fear tomorrow.
What is this tomorrow,
that always casts a long shadow?
The power lies in the NOW,
yet I do not want to plow,
on the soil of faith and will.
And I wonder why I am ill.
In isolation, flash moments of divine inspiration,
that dissipate in the chaos of everyday narration.
The narration of work and the narration of relationships,
the narration of health and the narration of wealth.
I desire this unconscious narration,
to turn into conscious co-creation.
I co-create, a state of silence,
where the ONE self, rules in her all glorious radiance.
And I merge into herself,
which ceases for me,
all tomorrows and the attendant sorrows.
RE: Poetry - Meerie - 09-16-2011
Beautiful, C. I think we should publish a book some time, with all the wonderful poems that everyone here created. This thread is like a beautiful oasis that reinvigorates the mind and soul.
RE: Poetry - Confused - 09-16-2011
(09-16-2011, 11:03 AM)Meerie Wrote: I think we should publish a book some time, with all the wonderful poems that everyone here created.
I think that is a great idea!
May be LLResearch can publish it like 'Collected works from Bring4th'! 
RE: Poetry - haqiqu - 09-16-2011
(09-16-2011, 08:32 AM)Ruth Wrote: I wish I could contribute here, but I'm not a poet. I'm not even a writer. I'm a "feeler" - and your poems make me feel good! Thank you for sharing, and for the birthday wishes - it was a wonderful day, and your poems were the icing on the cake.Hi, Ruth!
And Confused - you still don't seem so confused to me - and your poems here reinforce that feeling.
Blessings, light, and lots of love to each of you - keep your words flowing!
you don't have to be a poet or even a writer to post here. none of the poems i post were created by me. i find spiritual poetry that resonates with my soul and i pass it on here. if you find a poem that sings to your soul please feel free to share it with us (with a credit given to the author).
Having Come This Far - haqiqu - 09-16-2011
Having Come This Far
I've been through what my through was to be
I did what I could and couldn't
I was never sure how I would get there
I nourished an ardor for thresholds
for stepping stones and for ladders
I discovered detour and ditch
I swam in the high tides of greed
I built sandcastles to house my dreams
I survived the sunburns of love
No longer do I hunt for targets
I've climbed all the summits I need to
and I've eaten my share of lotus
Now I give praise and thanks
for what could not be avoided
and for every foolhardy choice
I cherish my wounds and their cures
and the sweet enervations of bliss
My book is an open life
I wave goodbye to the absolutes
and send my regards to infinity
I'd rather be blithe than correct
Until something transcendent turns up
I splash in my poetry puddle
and try to keep God amused.
~ James Broughton ~
(Packing Up For Pardise: New and Selected Poems 1946-1996)
I've been through what my through was to be
I did what I could and couldn't
I was never sure how I would get there
I nourished an ardor for thresholds
for stepping stones and for ladders
I discovered detour and ditch
I swam in the high tides of greed
I built sandcastles to house my dreams
I survived the sunburns of love
No longer do I hunt for targets
I've climbed all the summits I need to
and I've eaten my share of lotus
Now I give praise and thanks
for what could not be avoided
and for every foolhardy choice
I cherish my wounds and their cures
and the sweet enervations of bliss
My book is an open life
I wave goodbye to the absolutes
and send my regards to infinity
I'd rather be blithe than correct
Until something transcendent turns up
I splash in my poetry puddle
and try to keep God amused.
~ James Broughton ~
(Packing Up For Pardise: New and Selected Poems 1946-1996)
RE: Having Come This Far - Confused - 09-17-2011
(09-16-2011, 07:38 PM)haqiqu Wrote: and try to keep God amused.
While God definitely seems amused,
I am clearly bemused.
O Creator, in every act of ours,
you experience yourself in vivid colors.
This is a bitter-sweet realization for me,
that I am you but yet not you,
for you experience yourself through an individuated me,
in what seems to be a relationship of confusing bigamy.
What is it that you are experiencing,
O Infinite Intelligence underpinning creation?
Have not countless galaxies and planets filled you with enough information,
that describes that there exist pockets of extreme tribulation.
Experience yourself, O Creator, but also know,
that we have a right,
to know our true plight,
in this vast panorama of your cosmic delight.
Half Life - haqiqu - 09-20-2011
Half Life
We walk through half our life
as if it were a fever dream
barely touching the ground
our eyes half open
our heart half closed.
Not half knowing who we are
we watch the ghost of us drift
from room to room
through friends and lovers
never quite as real as advertised.
Not saying half we mean
or meaning half we say
we dream ourselves
from birth to birth
seeking some true self.
Until the fever breaks
and the heart can not abide
a moment longer
as the rest of us awakens,
summoned from the dream,
not half caring for anything but love.
~ Stephen Levine ~
(Breaking the Drought)
RE: Poetry - Oceania - 09-21-2011
that's true! i remember half my life as a dream. where i was on autopilot. somehow managing not to overthink things. just went and lived. i miss that.
RE: Poetry - haqiqu - 09-21-2011
(09-21-2011, 01:13 PM)Oceania Wrote: that's true! i remember half my life as a dream. where i was on autopilot. somehow managing not to overthink things. just went and lived. i miss that.i remember that dream life, too, that i lived before i realized there was more than what meets the eye. i wouldn't go back to that half dream of life, though. i value my spiritual higher consciousness too much.
RE: Poetry - Oceania - 09-22-2011
i might take the red pill.
Fall Song - haqiqu - 09-23-2011
Fall Song
Another year gone, leaving everywhere
its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,
the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
in the shadows, unmattering back
from the particular island
of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere
except underfoot, moldering
in that black subterranean castle
of unobservable mysteries - roots and sealed seeds
and the wanderings of water. This
I try to remember when time's measure
painfully chafes, for instance when autumn
flares out at the last, boisterous and like us longing
to stay - how everything lives, shifting
from one bright vision to another, forever
in these momentary pastures.
~ Mary Oliver ~
(American Primitive)
RE: Poetry - norral - 09-24-2011
i aint worried about nuttin
why worry if u have faith
whatever is going to happen
either goddess hears my prayer and answers them
or she doesnt
either way we control very little in this life
if i have to walk in fear
shoot me now and put me out of my misery
goddess is the one who blesses me
my life flows from her
so i put my faith and trust in her
and roll the dice
and look forward to the future
with hope and anticipation
a better world is coming
dont ask me how i know
i just do
and you and i are going to be a big part of it
no more phony leaders who care only about themselves
but true men and women, lovers of their fellow man
i cant freaking wait, lets get this bad boy on !!
norral
RE: Poetry - Confused - 09-24-2011
(09-24-2011, 06:47 AM)norral Wrote: i cant freaking wait, lets get this bad boy on !!
Who is the bad boy, norral? Is it you?!
RE: Poetry - norral - 09-24-2011
hey brother C, im not so much of a bad boy as a rebel. i have the uncomfortable habit
of actually saying how i feel about things instead of hiding it lol. and i think the time period
we are in will call for us more and more to let others know what lives inside of us. peace to you
my brother
norral look at love - haqiqu - 09-24-2011
bring that bad boy rebel on, norral!! have you been to wall street lately?
**************************************************************************
look at love
look at love
how it tangles
with the one fallen in love
look at spirit
how it fuses with earth
giving it new life
why are you so busy
with this or that or good or bad
pay attention to how things blend
why talk about all
the known and the unknown
see how the unknown merges into the known
why think separately
of this life and the next
when one is born from the last
look at your heart and tongue
one feels but deaf and dumb
the other speaks in words and signs
look at water and fire
earth and wind
enemies and friends all at once
the wolf and the lamb
the lion and the deer
far away yet together
look at the unity of this
spring and winter
manifested in the equinox
you too must mingle my friends
since the earth and the sky
are mingled just for you and me
be like sugarcane
sweet yet silent
don't get mixed up with bitter words
my beloved grows right out of my own heart
how much more union can there be?
By Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi
(1207 - 1273)
English version by Nader Khalili
RE: Poetry - Confused - 09-24-2011
(09-24-2011, 02:40 PM)norral Wrote: of actually saying how i feel about things instead of hiding it lol.
That is a very good habit. In fact, if otherwise, it might lead to psychological repression and inner turmoil.
Good that we have an outlet here at b4th to open our most vulnerable and rebellious side.
Love you, dear brother.
Haqiqu -- superlike the poem.
RE: Poetry - norral - 09-25-2011
i havent been to wall street yet but i plan on going. i have a feeling that protest is going to grow more
than anyone expects. which is a good thing. the old power structures are going to fall and dissolve because
they dont work and they are inhumane.
RE: Poetry - norral - 09-25-2011
letting go
letting go of all opinion and judgement
i spread my arms and reach to the skies
i welcome my divinity
limitations do not work for me anymore
soon brothers , soon sisters,
the miracle time is upon us
i open my heart and my mind
there are no limits.
norral
RE: Poetry - haqiqu - 09-25-2011
(09-25-2011, 04:23 AM)norral Wrote: i havent been to wall street yet but i plan on going. i have a feeling that protest is going to grow morei think you're right, norral. it will grow. many of these people are young adults who have lost jobs and also faith in the system. they're in for the long haul. after 8 or 9 days they are, finally, getting some main stream media coverage, but at this point it may likely be negative. i've been watching it on the global revolution live stream. saw the senseless police brutality yesterday. it appears pretty calm today. my heart is with them and i'm sending all involved healing reiki energy.
than anyone expects. which is a good thing. the old power structures are going to fall and dissolve because
they dont work and they are inhumane.
RE: Poetry - norral - 09-27-2011
a free man
i'd rather live as a free man
standing naked and hungry in the middle of winter on a corner
than safely in the home of somedominating master
warm and kept
but enslaved
if i ever lived a life as a slave
then i killed myself
couldnt take it the supreme arrogance of the master
not for this brother
give me liberty or give me death
yeah i can relate to that
norral
RE: Poetry - Meerie - 09-27-2011
What is happening on Wall Street, Haqiqu and norral? there was nothing on the news over here.
RE: Poetry - norral - 09-27-2011
who is the real terrorist
lets see america killed over 2 million in vietnam
naplammed little children big brave pilots right
how many kids have we killed in afghan and iraq
so who is the real freaking terrorist here
how many of your kids
been killed by people from other lands
always putting our boots in someone else's house
so damned fat and greedy
stole from the indians
enslaved the africans
all the wealth of this country has been stolen
ha ha, mild mannered norral
i guess not
and i love this country believe it or not
i just dont love the lies and the b.s.
if i had to go fight right now for a real threat
at the age of 63 give me a freaking gun
i aint scared to die
and i aint scared to say what is on my mind
norral
RE: Poetry - Odinn - 09-27-2011
(09-25-2011, 04:23 AM)norral Wrote: i havent been to wall street yet but i plan on going. i have a feeling that protest is going to grow morethere's this hashtag in Tweteer: #occupyWallStreet. Also, user @OccupyWallSt site claims to be the "Official twitter of our site! News and information about the occupation of Wall Street on September 17th. Anyone that's fed up with Wall Street should come! https://occupywallst.org"
than anyone expects. which is a good thing. the old power structures are going to fall and dissolve because
they dont work and they are inhumane.
RE: Poetry - haqiqu - 09-27-2011
(09-27-2011, 09:08 AM)Meerie Wrote: What is happening on Wall Street, Haqiqu and norral? there was nothing on the news over here.Meerie,
Wall Street in New York has been occupied for 10(?) days now by approximately 2000 people who are fed up with corporate mogol's and banker's lying, conniving, greedy ways. they're not actually on Wall Street, but at a park near by. when they tried to march to the actual Wall St. stock market building many were harassed and arrested, brutally, by police so they retreated to a nearby park.
you can watch it live here:
http://www.livestream.com/globalrevolution
see Odinn's post for more links to info.
mainstream media has blacked it out so news is getting out by kids with cell phones using twitter and this livestream broadcast.
RE: Poetry - norral - 09-28-2011
let me turn off the compassion valve
others suffering does not bother me
so long as my bonus is big
i can never ever get enuf
the world revolves only around me
golden toilet bowls and sinks
yachts and summers at the vineyard
children with no medical care
not really my problem
they are lazy why dont they get up and work
like i do
alright i got my job thru the network
i never do any work around my own house
that is what the help is for
the guys name is joe or steve or something like that
not really important to me
they are the help u know
they need to know their place
while we serve ourselves
at the table of greed
norral
RE: Poetry - haqiqu - 09-28-2011
(09-28-2011, 10:21 AM)norral Wrote: let me turn off the compassion valvehi norral! you do sarcasm well, great poem
others suffering does not bother me
so long as my bonus is big
i can never ever get enuf
the world revolves only around me
golden toilet bowls and sinks
yachts and summers at the vineyard
children with no medical care
not really my problem
they are lazy why dont they get up and work
like i do
alright i got my job thru the network
i never do any work around my own house
that is what the help is for
the guys name is joe or steve or something like that
not really important to me
they are the help u know
they need to know their place
while we serve ourselves
at the table of greed
norral