Disinformation.
Lies and alternative truths.
Heavy cross to bear.
(Photo and Haiku by andelieya)
Category: Poems
A Storm Is Coming
Storm clouds are brewing.
Minds restless and hearts fearful.
Ship without captain.
Daisy
Little daisy friend.
Yellow smile with white ray.
Most cheerful of all.
Gazing
They say he is lost.
Sitting motionless, gazing.
Truth is, he is found.
A Singular Leaf
After many, many storms,
There’s a singular leaf
Still hanging on.
Shaking and twisting
With an arthritic hold
On one bare branch.
It doesn’t seem possible
For one leaf to remain.
Today I am the same.
Featured Poetry: In My Soul
In
my soul
there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church
where I kneel.
Prayer should bring us to an altar where no walls or names exist.
Is there not a region of love where sovereignty is
illuminating nothing,
where ecstasy gets poured into itself
and becomes
lost,
where the wing is fully alive
but has no mind or
body?
In
my soul
there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque,
a church
that dissolve, that
dissolve in
God.
(by Rabia of Basra. Taken from Love Poems from God. Daniel Ladinsky)
Featured Poetry: Autumn
Leaves from the old oak tree
sail through autumn’s air
and settle on the ground.
My body chilled and shivering.
Once green, they now turn brown
and wilt away to nothingness.
The tree, bare and exposed,
accepts its fate in silence.
Worn bones and weathered skin,
I wonder:
will I be able to match such courage and endurance?
(by andelieya)
Poem: Beacon
I am in you and you
are in me. The
aches in my body are
your burdens that I feel.
Gladly do I take them upon
me to make your load
lighter and your journey
less arduous!
Will you wait for me on the
peak? It may take me a little
longer to get there. The ascent is
steep and the night has settled upon me.
Turn on your light and let
your beacon shine on
my narrow path so
that I may follow you!
Rediscovering Goethe: For Ever
For Ever
THE happiness that man, whilst prison’d here,
Is wont with heavenly rapture to compare,–
The harmony of Truth, from wavering clear,–
Of Friendship that is free from doubting care,–
The light which in stray thoughts alone can cheer
The wise,–the bard alone in visions fair,–
In my best hours I found in her all this,
And made mine own, to mine exceeding bliss.
(Found at: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-ever/)
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