mystical poetry thread

[ThisLife]

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Edited January 27, 2014 by ThisLife

[skydog]

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It isn't easy to keep your mouth and your mind open at the same time.

 

Hey I dont know what your problem is.

 

i didnt ask for your rudeness

 

It has been three very rude comments from you.

 

I express myself freely without any shame and bear my soul with true honesty something that hardly any one got the guts to do. I channel spirits when i talk.

 

And I do not edit my comments for you, but solely due to my intuition.

 

Once again I did not ask for your rudeness,

Edited January 27, 2014 by zerostao

[ThisLife]

Hey I dont know what your problem is.

 

i didnt ask for your rudeness

 

It has been three very rude comments from you.

 

I express myself freely without any shame and bear my soul with true honesty something that hardly any one got the guts to do. I channel spirits when i talk.

 

And I do not edit my comments for you, but solely due to my intuition.

 

Once again I did not ask for your rudeness,

 

Please accept my apologies, Skydog. You're right,... we're all built in different ways. It simply was unkind of me to focus my own inner frustrations on someone else. I'll try to hold back on my totally innappropriate use of sarcasm, and with luck, perhaps I might become more of a credit to this forum.

[zerostao]

 

 

blow winds and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!

some friendship will it lend you against the tempest?!

[Captain Mar-Vell]

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I'm crying.

 

Just amazing.

 

A zillion times better than me.

 

Don't you find it sad?

 

Hang on a moment.

 

They haven't got no Oracles?

 

Don't be too sure little lady.

...

Edited April 5, 2014 by Captain Mar-Vell

[sunchild]

he lay there enraptured by the timely waltz of the stratus

a gaudy vanguard bordering the burning eye of god

shaken as the silence roared forth from slumber

he looked about and found many people had become as glass

- me

[Unseen_Abilities]

Autumn Song

Two dice gives seven - brings the luck.

I love the way a black cat looks as it slinks by,
My mind like fire - Autumn song.
Come again, create your story...

Understand all, belong to none, think what you like.
What I Will is where I'm going – ever sure and always knowing,
Back and forth - quick and slowing,
For good or ill, for life or kill, my life is mine, this life I Will.

Come again, create your story,
Back and forth from quick to slowing - ebbing, flowing,
Ever sure and always knowing.
Mind like fire.

I love the way your bad luck looks as it walks by,
I pick it up and bleed it dry.
Sweet fruit, once sour - strikes the hour of your doom,
Sweet flowers now adorn your tomb.

Come back to life and tell your story.
Autumn songs - My mind like fire,
Belong to none, think what you like,
Sweet flowers, now they line the tombs.

For good or ill, for life or kill, this life is mine, my life I Will.

Come back again, create your story.

END.

Edited June 2, 2014 by Unseen_Abilities

[Captain Mar-Vell]

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Come back to life and tell your story.
Autumn songs - My mind like fire,
Belong to none, think what you like,
Sweet flowers, now they line the tombs.

 

 

I definitely like that very much mr unseen abilities sir.

 

Et In Arcadia Ego.

 

Narcissus is turned to a flower.

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[Captain Mar-Vell]

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I've been watching that piece by Kate Tempest a fair few times.

 

Consider my gob well and truly smacked.

 

Thanks very much mr zerostao.

 

Kate greatest poet ever live!

 

She Immortal!

 

I don't care if its true.

 

It's true right now.

 

It's so true right now.

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Edited April 6, 2014 by Captain Mar-Vell

[GrandmasterP]

Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less,

Withdraws into its happiness;

The mind, that ocean where each kind

Does straight its own resemblance find,

Yet it creates, transcending these,

Far other worlds, and other seas;

Annihilating all thats made

To a green thought in a green shade.

 

( From Andrew Marvell's ' The Garden').

 

I like some of those old Metaphysical Poets.

Marvell coulda been a Taoist.

Edited April 6, 2014 by GrandmasterP

[Captain Mar-Vell]

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That's my second favourite Marvell poem.

 

Of course, the first is, "To his coy mistress."

 

adopts a look of angelic innocence...

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[GrandmasterP]

Inside my wedding ring is engraved

'far other worlds'

And inside Mrs GMP's......

' and other seas'.

Edited April 6, 2014 by GrandmasterP

[Captain Mar-Vell]

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You in another world? She all at sea?

Sounds like a working arrangement ta me!

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Edited April 6, 2014 by Captain Mar-Vell

[zerostao]

i am kinda diggin the kate tempest

mystical poet ? maybe

passionate? oh yeah

 

[deci belle]

Ocean Door

 

 

Had sensuality's avaricious richness

Ever found the door

Beyond its own roaming

Boneless impersonal craving

There'd be

Unity and openness

The heart's desire~

Silent islands

In a sea of jewels

[Captain Mar-Vell]

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Hiya doll.

 

 

Ha ha ha.

 

If you had my perspective, you would find this all so, so very funny.

 

I don't think anyone is remotely as crazy as me.

 

No sirree.

 

Ha ha ha!

 

Ascend & Create.

 

Ah dear.

 

I need a cuppa tea.

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Edited April 7, 2014 by Captain Mar-Vell

[Chang]

"Myself when young did eagerly frequent

Doctor and Saint and heard great argument

About it and about: but evermore

Came out by that same door as in I went."

 

The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám

 

How many of us would have to agree with this?

 

Edited April 7, 2014 by Chang

[GrandmasterP]

Do not say that I'll depart tomorrow

because even today I still arrive.

 

Look deeply: I arrive in every second

to be a bud on a spring branch,

to be a tiny bird, with wings still fragile,

learning to sing in my new nest,

to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower,

to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.

 

I still arrive, in order to laugh and to cry,

in order to fear and to hope.

The rhythm of my heart is the birth and

death of all that are alive.

 

I am the mayfly metamorphosing on the surface of the river,

and I am the bird which, when spring comes, arrives in time

to eat the mayfly.

 

I am the frog swimming happily in the clear pond,

and I am also the grass-snake who, approaching in silence,

feeds itself on the frog.

 

I am the child in Uganda, all skin and bones,

my legs as thin as bamboo sticks,

and I am the arms merchant, selling deadly weapons to

Uganda.

 

I am the twelve-year-old girl, refugee on a small boat,

who throws herself into the ocean after being raped by a sea

pirate,

and I am the pirate, my heart not yet capable of seeing and

loving.

 

I am a member of the politburo, with plenty of power in my

hands,

and I am the man who has to pay his "debt of blood" to, my

people,

dying slowly in a forced labor camp.

 

My joy is like spring, so warm it makes flowers bloom in all

walks of life.

My pain if like a river of tears, so full it fills the four oceans.

 

Please call me by my true names,

so I can hear all my cries and laughs at once,

so I can see that my joy and pain are one.

 

Please call me by my true names,

so I can wake up,

and so the door of my heart can be left open,

the door of compassion.

 

( Thich Nhat Hanh)

Edited April 7, 2014 by GrandmasterP

[Captain Mar-Vell]

...

Hiya Emma.

 

Cozy in dis tread.

 

I'll stay here a while.

 

sips his tea

 

It's been a funny week.

 

I almost died laughing.

 

Well f**k me, I'm a superhero.

 

How did that happen?

 

Shazam!

 

How else?

 

On 11.11 expect me to post Heep's Magician's Birthday.

 

If I remember.

 

If I Re Member.

 

If I Re Re Member.

 

Can you?

 

Rediscover the lost Greek Art of Re Re Remembering.

 

My brother thought he knew what this was.

 

The Art Of Memory.

 

Bozo.

 

He think's I'm crazy.

 

We two brothers.

 

But only I Empyrean Istari.

 

Only I Supra Genius.

 

He just a dumb muggle, like my x missus.

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Edited April 7, 2014 by Captain Mar-Vell

[Captain Mar-Vell]

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A thousand songs speak of me and for me.

 

All the Muses do attend me.

 

Metal Guru.

 

You don't know the potency of the Cloud of Unknowing.

 

I'm not the man they think I am at home.

 

Oh no.

 

My old karoake fave.

 

You think I can sing this without me voice crackin' and me sobbin' like a child you gotta be crazy.

 

Don't you think it's sad?

 

See?

 

I ain't fucking laughing.

 

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Edited April 7, 2014 by Captain Mar-Vell

[Captain Mar-Vell]

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Can't you hear da damma expounded by non sentient beings?

 

You can't even hear da damma expounded by sentient beings.

 

Bozos.

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[Captain Mar-Vell]

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I know every magic trick under the Sun.

 

For I am Son Aware of Vacuity.

 

It ain't rocket science but arm beddin' you still don' unner stan.

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[Captain Mar-Vell]

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For years I meditated upon Thich Nhat Hanh's essay on giving up the need to save the world.

 

Now you know the conclusion I came to.

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[Captain Mar-Vell]

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I see Kate Bush is doing some live gigs in London.

 

I love Kate.

 

Anyone want to join me if we could get tickets?

 

Dey prolly be sold out.

 

Send me a pm.

 

How Marvellous!

 

It All Is.

 

17. Never Forever.

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Edited April 7, 2014 by Captain Mar-Vell

[Captain Mar-Vell]

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The the the the ther that's all Folks!

 

Or is it?

 

To be continued...

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