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RE: Poetry - norral - 04-30-2013
it is time for us to claim our power
it is time for us to claim our power
the time for all of humanity to flower
the light within shines without
and mankind sheds all fear and doubt
something indescribable lives in us all
hearken to its clarion call
the universe is giving birth
to the new and sovereign planet earth
norral
RE: Poetry - Hototo - 04-30-2013
What if the harvest came, would you notice.
Or would you want to remember remember.
The 21st of December of 2 thousand and 12.
Who knew, who knew, that nothing would,
Change for anyone but you who knew who knew.
RE: Poetry stone in my hand - alicewhite - 05-03-2013
stone in my hand
Contributed by alicewhite on Friday, March 29 2013 @ 23:21:28 AEST
Topic: Mystical/Mysterious Poetry
in my hand I hold
a precious stone
it twists and turns
it remains I n my grip
ive got a strong hold
energetic
radiant
lethargic
insignificant
demonic
human like
persona
euphoric
n n n n n n n
and I
and I
like it here
in this flesh atomic
superficial
personification,
chameleons
cha me lions
cha me lion s
skin cloak
deeper deeper
inside I hide
flesh bones and blood
my shelter
and my hand is twitching
my palms are itching
and my precious stone
keeps me safe
inside
my flesh
im home
Copyright © alicewhite ... [2013-03-29 23:21:28]
(Date/Time posted on site)
I SAW A KILLER
Contributed by alicewhite on Friday, February 08 2013 @ 18:22:09 AEST
Topic: Dark Poetry
STEVEN
WRIGHT
with a w right thats right
in my minds eye
upon black ~LARGE WHITE LETTERS
loud voice shouting out loud,and clear
white letters
upon the black
one by one
appear,,
whatever what the hell whats this all about,,
think i must be crazy or tired
but i know without a doubt,,
this time i dont want to be alone
if this jigsaw puzzles out.
this must have some meaning
cause it happened while i was not thinking
while my mind was clear and blank.
my mind heard the name out loud
and letter by letter spelled out
john wayne gacy
in aflash then gone,
then steven wright
with a w
image of
of a man dressed in black
balding big and stout-
he looked to be about 40 or 50
leather jacket once married but not now
i saw a yellow hi viz and a forklift a town house
a dark haired girlfriend
he didnt care about,,
then i saw him driving
not far
through town ,
a dress
a cross
coat hanger
blue car
red light
blonde hair
young girl
arms spread wide
fat fingers
polar neck
black sweater
hands
pressure,
feel sick
five
riverside
stream
naked
neck
power
pleasure.
steven wright with a w
blonde haired girl
in my head said,,
this i relayed feeling stupid and questioning my own sanity
to my older sister with trepidation
and pure clarity,,
i felt sooo undeniably and unreliably
that all i saw i felt was truth
and wanted to share my burden of what i had experienced
i was scared confused and wanted proof.
a few days later
suffolk strangler
nick named
on the news
a few days more a man arrested
and accused
newspapers said
he was strange and leud
he knew the girls
and had been interviewed
my sister called me to say i was wrong
the man arrested was not who id described
and his name was different
she thought i was stupid
and thought i was mad
but i felt relief
far less strange to be wrong
i felt more normal
i was glad
she questioned why i had felt so compelled
to share my revelations
my visions, interpretations
and the name of the killer
seen so vividly
each letter spelled
i said i had experienced this sort of thing
many times before
so this time i was determined
to prove once and for all
that i wasnt crazy
and i needed support
i needed someone else
to see what i saw.
i felt relieved
i was glad i was wrong,,
cause that makes more sense
im not so different
i belong.
so can you imagine how sick i then felt
when a few days after that
my older sister called again,
this time she said oh my god
have you seen the news
you must be a witch
cause a new man has been arrested
and the other guy let lose,
his name is STEVEN WRIGHT
what the hell
how did you know
put the telle on now
see for yourself
***** me
steven wright
just like you said
right spelt not with an r
but WRIGHT
STEVEN WRIGHT
with a W.
Id rather be wrong cause thats normal and easy
but to know that what you cant explain is not in your mind
cause you have others who know what you said then they witness it too,
there is no more denial trying to fit in and be normal like you.
just like you said
Copyright © alicewhite ... [2013-02-08 18:22:09]
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RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-05-2013
inwards and upwards
the spiritual journey has no end
there's always more to explore
around the next bend
keep your curiosity
a sense of adventure is key
we are all creators
in union with infinity
the truth is quite simple
love created all of this
at the deepest level
there is nothing but pure bliss
when all the masks are dropped
the one self is what remains
awareness is always innocent
there are no permanent stains
love is the drone
upon which the creation sings
deeper than bone
like the theory of the strings
everything is dancing
because of love's vibration
there are no inanimate objects
only spheres of musical manifestation
tune into your heart
we're all capable of playing pure tones
listen to the joyful flowers
can you hear the whispering stones?
join the chorus of angels
add to the harmony of sounds
take time out in nature
where the drone of love abounds
masters of the straightened spine
i bow to you upward reaching pine
how could one better express the divine?
you nectar of pollen in humbleness i dine
if only all of nature were treated as a shrine
maybe we would all be a little more kind
when each human says 'not my will but thine'
then and only will this planet begin to shine
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-08-2013
look at all these colors
you don't need no covers
you can share your vibrancy
without any shame
no one's here to judge you
and if they do it's untrue
for who you really are
is beyond guilt or blame
may your footsteps lead you where no path has been
may you stay in the present...not tomorrow nor then
for now is the gift...the ever unfolding treasure
know your bond with the infinite and you'll know infinite pleasure
feeling orgasmic is the steady state of the Creator
the source is all about freedom...it's the great emancipator
so use your free will to experience all you desire
when all wants have been fulfilled to the one we retire
RE: Poetry - norral - 05-11-2013
true love
true love came to talk to me
come here child sit on my knee
enfolded me in arms of love
son, this is my message from above
true love means to really care
to set aside distrust and fear
to sacrifice all for the other
true love , ah it is a mother
tender touch and no conditions
this is truly mothers mission
sleepless nights with child in arms
not permitting any harm
sacrificing all for her child
filled with tenderness and mercy mild
thank u moms for all your love
moms are gifts sent from above
norral
in honor of mothers day
RE: Poetry - christine10 - 05-11-2013
Ok now dont laugh.....thought id give this a try.....its my first poem ever and Im thinking it may be a lil junior high schoolish....haha.... o well!!!
Its the universal law that binds us, each and ever central star.......
Not of this world or time and space, yet not to far from this place....
I imagine which Ill go to next and how very near or far and with whom Ill share this space in time.....could they be from the moon or planet mars?
Cant wait to see my family and feel their warm embrace!!!
Its The Law of One that binds us, each and everything in space...
So no need to look around you, just remember who you are....
Your LOVE, Your LIGHT, Your EVERYTHING.......
Thats right......Its true....
You ARE
Your UNITY, Your INFINITY.....
Your ONE.....
We really, really ARE!!!
....
RE: Poetry - norral - 05-11-2013
thats wonderful christine. your first poem ? he asks with a look of wonder on his face. sounds more like your 101st poem to me . wonderful i really like it !!
norral
RE: Poetry - christine10 - 05-12-2013
(05-11-2013, 09:56 AM)norral Wrote: thats wonderful christine. your first poem ? he asks with a look of wonder on his face. sounds more like your 101st poem to me . wonderful i really like it !!
norral
Thank you sooo much Norral i appreciate it!
I liked yours also.... very much!!
RE: Poetry - norral - 05-13-2013
u have a natural gift. keep it up, you'll see you'll notice different things, you'll modify things slightly. but u definitely have the gift. im a fan
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-15-2013
the Creator's thirst for knowledge
is the reason we all came to be
from a plenum of pure potential
arose all this multiplicity
'the more view points the better'
thought intelligent infinity
self learning is enhanced
by the vast variety
before any beginning
before the notion of time or space
there was just the onlyness
resting in a state of grace
and then somehow it happened
a flash of divine thought
the primal distortion
where the seeker seeked the sought
and so we now continue
chasing our own tails
the eternal circle of being
evolving through trial and errors
in the end all is forgiven
all of duality is reconciled
before going back to sleep
the Creator knowingly smiled
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-15-2013
when your sitting oh so quietly
breathing gently through your nose
feeling the cosmic energy
rise up from your toes
a deep calmness pervades
the peace a mountain knows
the stillness rediscovered
embracing both highs and lows
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-17-2013
on what are you focusing my friend?
anything but now is a dead end
where you put your attention
is the future you attract
your choices are like magnets
to be a little more exact
to fear is to push away
to love is to pull close
the subtle realms of thought
have much influence on the gross
feelings they run deeper still
tones of energy in motion
the greatest gift a wave can give
is to submerge into the ocean
the brief span of time
which we call our lives
when earth reclaims our body
how much of you survives?
RE: Poetry - Confused - 05-20-2013
(05-17-2013, 03:26 PM)alchemikey Wrote:
on what are you focusing my friend?
anything but now is a dead end
where you put your attention
is the future you attract
your choices are like magnets
to be a little more exact
to fear is to push away
to love is to pull close
the subtle realms of thought
have much influence on the gross
feelings they run deeper still
tones of energy in motion
the greatest gift a wave can give
is to submerge into the ocean
the brief span of time
which we call our lives
when earth reclaims our body
how much of you survives?
I am left breathless and speechless after reading these most elevated words of inspiration. You have a most wonderful pen. Thank you. God bless you.
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-20-2013
thank you
how can we be anything
but in a constant state of awe?
in matters of free will
non-infringement is the law
remember that you are the fulcrum
upon which the polarities see-saw
all creations created perfectly
there is not a single flaw
show your deep reverence
treat all you meet with respect
if love was the first cause
then shouldn't love also be the effect
if you wonder what your purpose is
may i suggest it's simply to reflect
the Creator forever surrounds you
take a knee and genuflect
how can we be anything
but in a constant state of awe?
in matters of free will
non-infringement is the law
remember that you are the fulcrum
upon which the polarities see-saw
all creations created perfectly
there is not a single flaw
show your deep reverence
treat all you meet with respect
if love was the first cause
then shouldn't love also be the effect
if you wonder what your purpose is
may i suggest it's simply to reflect
the Creator forever surrounds you
take a knee and genuflect
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-20-2013
pointing out the paradoxes
upon the pilgrim's path
there is no god of judgment
nor is there a goddess seeking wrath
creator...destroyer...sustainer
all that is is a safe container
like being held in a mother's womb
for any possibility there is room
so brush aside all that dogma
you can clean up your own karma
from what do you need a savior?
forgive yourself of any behavior
can't you see that NOW sparkles anew?
only in the moment can you find what's true
the only way home is within
fill your heart up with love not sin
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-21-2013
from the lows of loneliness
to the highs of jubilation
we are both receivers
and transmitters of vibration
to be an open channel
with the least bit of distortion
the creation is holographic
the whole is in each portion
capable we are
to make our dreams come true
doubt in your own power
is all that's stopping you
what you can do in fancy
you can do in reality
spirit has no limits
your exploration is free
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-21-2013
sink into the silence
submerge yourself below
journey where the timid
dare not to go
leave the tip of the iceberg
plunge into the deep abyss
when the shell of ego cracks
it opens the floodgates of bliss
and as that inner joy pervades
you will never be the same
knowing your cheerful center
life will become a game
you can count on being challenged
tricked and allured by temptation
it is all a test of mindfulness
can you keep your concentration?
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-22-2013
what you are seeking for
is what you're seeking with
if you want to know what love feels like
then give my friend give
share your heart openly
like the birds sing at dawn
when we each choose to live this way
we'll see a world that gets along
bless your brothers and sisters
there is no one but family here
we all came from the central sun
that much should be clear
look past these earthly bodies
meet others at their essence
what we know as self-awareness
is an all-pervading presence
RE: Poetry - Alex Zachary - 05-22-2013
The Axis
Look at us now, we’re facing consequences,
You on one side of the ball and I at the other.
And we never see our eyes anymore, back to back,
We’re drifting in opposite directions
In between the gap , wails of past connections shuffle and collapse into each other, fracturing our reflections
We’re spinning the world around us , with our feet we set the galaxy in motion,
The Solar system of our tragedy, back to back,
We’re revolving around the Sun
And as I get closer to the other side,
I step on your trails and I can feel you…
Step on mine.
After all , our minds are affected by the same rotation
In this eternal circle , our souls are spiraling in one direction
Into the atom of this little strand of life that webs beyond limitation.
Look at us now, free of consequences,
You on one side of my body and I on one side of yours,
Face to face , we reached our destination.
RE: Poetry - norral - 05-23-2013
i like it alex. it begs the question to me is there really another or we actually talking to ourselves when we talk to "another" . i guess it depends on the mood we are in
RE: Poetry - Hototo - 05-23-2013
There both is and isnt another that we talk to.
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-23-2013
content as a mighty oak
joyous as a bumbling bee
the frogs are singing as they croak
and they'll continue for eternity
all of life emanates from a pool of peace
pay attention when you have no desire
an empty self where wants have ceased
makes space for grace to inspire
soaking up the splendor
of a still and silent sea
pop the bubble of ego
drop any idea of 'me'
for when there is no "i"
then there is no mine
all that's left
is the divine
you are not this body
nor this personality
you are a citizen
of eternity
when you coalesce
into the quiet
you'll find a calm
that withstands any riot
this life here on earth
has a purpose and design
you were birthed to make a choice
and from that axis you refine
like a rough-hewn sculpture
we are thrown into gaia's fire
the intensity of catalyst
makes you seek your heart's desire
it's a game of polarization
serving yourself or serving others
do you see people as commodities,
or your sisters and brothers?
if the latter than your on your way
to worlds more full of light
until finally your rainbow soul
melts into the all encompassing white
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-24-2013
let's move a step back
and get a broader view
the level of the body
gives but a glimmer of what is true
for flesh and bone's a creature
controlled by feeling and thought
watch out for the webs of maya
there are many in which to get caught
ponder the paradox
plumb the perplexity
ask for assistance
marvel at the mystery
wonder about who you are
of how it is you came to be
surrender to the source
journey inwards joyfully
check every crack and corner
leave no stone unturned
investigate infinity
unlearn what you have learned
explore with excitement
laugh with light and love
strive toward super-consciousness
where awareness rises above
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-24-2013
why make a bother?
when no effort is needed
do the dandelions worry
about how they'll be seeded?
relying upon the wind
to fulfill their destiny
attuned to nature's timing
they have no reason to hurry
faith is like a muscle
with practice one builds strength
keep your meditations simple
focus on depth...not on length
enlightenment is of the moment
to another it can't be taught
ask, 'who is meditating?'
who listens to thought?
RE: Poetry - Alex Zachary - 05-25-2013
This is something that i wrote a long time ago, when i felt at a loss.
We were just beginning
I’m so afraid that what I might suggest will mean the end of you , whenever I seek confrontation, I hunt and I tremble ,I ‘m so willing to live a revelation just to reach some means, meaning consuming your self-rendered titles and false projections.
I do not wish it to be so , but this is how we live, this is who we are , starving for affection , at every corner reaching for a reflection, a warm remember for those that were left behind and a sincere welcome for those that go ahead in the momentum,
Of this little walk that goes such a long way, maybe hand-in-hand never meant more than this and that , no more than now and then, maybe, when there’s something to revel in, we bring new openings to our weaknesses and trust the idea of “You” and the joke of “I”
“You and I ” is just one of the many fine examples of how comedy becomes tragedy , slowly falling down from that heaven of lies into that pit of suffocating truths, and “I” don’t know if “You” and your desperate needs are willing to give me my wings back.
And I don’t want to bring you down, but all your questions make me a little curious of how you would look from up close, so innocent and willing to choke on my many answers. See, I possess what you need , it’s buried deep , that light that still burns when all others fade.
Just sleep this night around, help me face the morning, I’ll just be patient and calm , maybe I’ll have your answers if I truly wake up this time around , just lay here one night , just one full cycle of rest for our bodies and our minds.
Go ahead and dream , grab onto my soul and I’ll rise up , send us straight up high, where all the planets collide and where the universe dies, lift me there back again, because this time around it’s my turn to begin.
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-26-2013
the gifts i've been given
at the altar i share
to all sentient beings
i offer this prayer
from the depths of my heart
i solemnly swear
to honor the elements
earth, fire, water and air
may all find their passions
and really come alive
may abundance free us all
so the planet can thrive
may we learn to work with nature
instead of imposing our will
may gardens solve our problems
every one of us can help till
may a symbiotic relationship
form with gaia's sustaining soil
may dirty hands and sweaty brows
return us to a simple life of toil
may we form a permaculture
in harmony with the land
may we use our friend gravity
to grow food forests out of sand
RE: Poetry - Confused - 05-27-2013
(05-26-2013, 12:17 PM)alchemikey Wrote:
the gifts i've been given
at the altar i share
to all sentient beings
i offer this prayer
from the depths of my heart
i solemnly swear
to honor the elements
earth, fire, water and air
may all find their passions
and really come alive
may abundance free us all
so the planet can thrive
may we learn to work with nature
instead of imposing our will
may gardens solve our problems
every one of us can help till
may a symbiotic relationship
form with gaia's sustaining soil
may dirty hands and sweaty brows
return us to a simple life of toil
may we form a permaculture
in harmony with the land
may we use our friend gravity
to grow food forests out of sand
Whenever I read your poetry, I am reminded of this quote of Ra --
Quote:29.9 Questioner: Then the planet which we walk upon here would be some form of sub-sub-Logos. Is this correct?
Ra: I am Ra. A planetary entity is so named only as Logos if it is working in harmonic fashion with entities or mind/body complexes upon its surface or within its electromagnetic field.
If the earth were filled with entities like you, beings who are full of love, light, hope and faith, then our earth would surely be a Logos.
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-27-2013
thank you for such kindness 
the whispering winds bring a message of wholeness
while the waving ocean crashes down in boldness
the rivers meander like slithering snakes
the moon tucks us in...the sunshine it wakes
the forest is always stretching towards the sky
the eagles are soaring in circles up high
the boulders are patient...they never ask why
the lizards keep shedding old skin that's turned dry
the ants stay so busy marching from their holes
the fire gives warmth from it's embers and coals
the heavy clouds come to wash away the pain
the freshness we smell after a cleansing rain
butterflies surrender to the slightest breeze
the radiant flowers bow down to the bees
the birds keep the melody of gaia's heart song
while the crickets take over until the next dawn
the whispering winds bring a message of wholeness
while the waving ocean crashes down in boldness
the rivers meander like slithering snakes
the moon tucks us in...the sunshine it wakes
the forest is always stretching towards the sky
the eagles are soaring in circles up high
the boulders are patient...they never ask why
the lizards keep shedding old skin that's turned dry
the ants stay so busy marching from their holes
the fire gives warmth from it's embers and coals
the heavy clouds come to wash away the pain
the freshness we smell after a cleansing rain
butterflies surrender to the slightest breeze
the radiant flowers bow down to the bees
the birds keep the melody of gaia's heart song
while the crickets take over until the next dawn
RE: Poetry - alchemikey - 05-29-2013
the mind is full of traps
one must venture into the gaps
in between each treacherous thought
is where you will not be caught
no need to recall and nothing to resist
have no expectations...you simply exist
anchor yourself firmly to now
live in the exuberant wow
drop the baggage of the past
the feeling of freedom becomes vast
rekindle the spirit of imagination
take a leap without trepidation
the plant devas burst forth with gaiety
from the inner child comes spontaneity
playing with a plethora of possibility
devoted to pachamama in humility