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16 Aug 2017 22:23 - 16 Aug 2017 22:27 #297794 by Edan
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Thanks Brick for poking me such that I finally got this down this evening...

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Another random writing...


I can see my dream in the movement of the pool.. the water trembles slightly under the occasional breath of air causing undulations reflecting weak candlelight.. the light is bright for just a moment every now and then before fading away into darkness below the surface.

Dreams are like a strange television where you get to be both spectator and actor at once. Here I am again the spectator, watching as it unfolds again before me, scrying the faint ripples for the images I remember from my sleep.

The car is sinking.. slowly but surely it is filling with water and I know there is no time. We are far down and I know that if we do not open the windows wide enough once the air is gone, we will not escape. I can see the others but though they look at me I cannot tell if they understand... ‘open the windows’ I try and sign before going for my own. The water has risen and only two inches of air space remain.. the others are not moving, they simply stare at me while my mind begins to believe I may be trapped, the window not budging beneath my hands.

And, like the fictional visions that always end before the resolution, the image of the car fades and I am left only with my questions.

“How am I supposed to know what happens?”

He’s stepped around the pool and sat at the edge on the other side, gazing a little into it.

“What makes you think you’re supposed to know?” Never a straight answer...

“What use is a vision without its end?”

He laughs, “why does any protagonist receive a vision without an end?”

“Not all dreams lack resolution though.... the invisible man...” I could see His eyes focus a little, He turned round more so that He had almost come to face me...

“You chose to give into him, did you not?” He slid so that he was standing, hands on the side of the pool facing directly at me. “He pursued you through all dreams unrelentlessly so that when there was the choice to accept death you took it... there was resolution, but only after a choice had been made... he was the invisible choice, but only until the moment that choice took form.”

At this point He stood up straight and stretched, never one to get too serious in a situation... He came round to sit next to me, putting His right arm around my shoulders and pulling me in bringing his face close to mine.

Whispering in my ear He said, “if you want the ending, make it.”

Understanding in the place of indifference
Compassion in the place of cruelty
Action in the place of apathy
Peace in the place of violence
Mercy in the place of vengeance
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17 Aug 2017 12:27 #297951 by Aqua
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Language pronouncement training poem.. :blush:

Gerard Nolst Trenité - The Chaos (1922) [ Click to expand ]

Inclino, Tolero, Speculum
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17 Aug 2017 12:47 #297957 by baija_damel
The Second Coming

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out

When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.

The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

William Butler Yeats
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17 Sep 2017 12:34 #301751 by User22414
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Trees
 
Most die when you move them
i thrive
I need to return home
Knowing full well i shall lose everything
that we were and never will be
 
"Just love him"
The voice never fades
My roots slowly return to the soil
where i was planted
Leaves move in the wind as
voices try to persuade
But its the Silence
that is crushing the last hopes
 
"Just love him"
I shall as i disapear in the Forest
where i will remain
providing oxygen , serving nature
Unavailable to anything
that tries to cut me down
A voice whispers more pressing than ever
 
"Just love him"
As my leaves fall to the ground
 
Marta Lina Thomassen

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02 Nov 2017 17:54 #305259 by elizabeth
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I make my own path
Where none may follow
Because it is for my steps only
None may mirror
For I leave no sense of my passing
Yet the wind knows me
The sun bathes me
The trees greet me
The earth supports me
For I blend so truly with each element
That my passage is mistaken for life
Lifeforce binds us
No space between
We are one
I am alone
Yet never lonley
I am yet I am not
My beat is felt only throughout the universe
Recognised only in rhythm with the circle of life.

There is no light without the dark

TM Karn
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22 Nov 2017 20:30 #306623 by Brick
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The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

BY ROBERT FROST

Apprentice to Maitre Chevalier Jedi Alexandre Orion

IP Journal / AP Journal / Open Journal

'The only contest any of us should be engaged in is with ourselves, to be better than yesterday'

- Knight Senan
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24 Nov 2017 07:40 #306744 by Twigga
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POEM, REVISED DRAFT, taken from "You Took The Last Bus Home: The Poems of Brian Bilston"

I had to write this poem again.
I left the first draft on the train
and now it doesn't look the same.

The original was a paean to Love,
to Truth, to Beauty. It soared above
the everyday and all that stuff.

It would have healed estranged lovers' rifts,
stilled the sands on which time shifts
and stopped the world before it drifts

further into quagmired crisis,
ended famine, toppled ISIS,
employed ingenious literary devices.

I tried my hardest to recall
its words and rhymes, the rise and fall
of the carefully cadenced crawl

through the English language.
But it caused me pain and anguish
for there was little I could salvage.

It certainly didn't end with a line like this.
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24 Nov 2017 17:32 #306759 by Astera
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WILD GEESE, by Mary Oliver

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting --
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
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15 Dec 2017 12:48 #308460 by Twigga
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Read carefully before you send angry internal mail please...
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REFUGEES, by Brian Bilston

They have no need of our help
So do not tell me
These haggard faces could belong to you or me
Should life have dealt a different hand
We need to see them for who they really are
Chancers and scroungers
Layabouts and loungers
With bombs up their sleeves
Cut-throats and thieves
They are not
Welcome here
We should make them
Go back to where they came from
They cannot
Share our food
Share our homes
Share our countries
Instead let us
Build a wall to keep them out
It is not okay to say
These are people just like us
A place should only belong to those who are born there
Do not be so stupid to think that
The world can be looked at another way

(now read from bottom to top)
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23 Dec 2017 20:10 #309479 by Astera
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Haiku by Patricia Davis (from today's Haikuniverse):

low buzz
the bee's universe
hums through thyme
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