"Yogic Poetry?"
He asked
Aghast!
Yes I've decided
To publish some
At last.
"Hm, why have you taken
So long to take
This step?"
Because I haven't
Written any
Yet!
Well, actually I have
But it's plain
To see,
I need more time
To make
Poetic Yogi
History . . .
. . . I'll put the kettle on!
On my other blog, 1Yogi2Many, I have written plenty of poetry . . . of a sort. Although I have to say that much of my work comes to me in Aphoristic style, oops, what does that mean? I mean in the style of an Aphorism or even a Stanza . . . or some such stylization of words. Basically what writes through me, writes through me . . what happens, happens . . is there really any choice? Sometimes, I find, there are no words to write with, just as there are days when I don't have the legs to dance with ;-/ ....
... you know exactly what I mean, right? Is it a problem, no, what is . . . Is.
Tuesday 9 November 2010
Tuesday 14 September 2010
Disquiet
Paranoid disquiet
Like some distant alarm bell
Rings, no, reverberates . . through this being
Like an automatic machination
Getting ever louder
Diminishing life’s once perfect illumination.
1ParanoidPoet2Many
Like some distant alarm bell
Rings, no, reverberates . . through this being
Like an automatic machination
Getting ever louder
Diminishing life’s once perfect illumination.
1ParanoidPoet2Many
Thursday 9 September 2010
Naked Life
Dismantled by the thought
Of a life lived without Love
Which once was shared
With the Joy of two
And now
One
Dancing alone
On the shores of life
No longer draped in her Aura
Naked once more . . .
Monday 6 September 2010
Limerick My Hols!
Life's A ?
Jogging in the Lanzarote Sun
Keeping fit, is lots of fun.
Life's a Beach
Blue skies within reach,
Smirking as I enter a sprinters Run!
1SprintingPoet2MuchSun
Jogging in the Lanzarote Sun
Keeping fit, is lots of fun.
Life's a Beach
Blue skies within reach,
Smirking as I enter a sprinters Run!
1SprintingPoet2MuchSun
Friday 27 August 2010
Awakening Spirit
Lord Divine
Lord Divine
Sweet Lord Divine,
I am Yours
Sweet Lord,
As You are Mine.
Eternal Life
Abides Within
For I am in Thee
As Thou Art in Me,
And Now we are One;
Perfect Unity.
'The Cornered Poet'
When I was about twenty-four years of age I was going through a very real spiritual experience. Now, remember, I started Yoga and Meditation at the tender age of thirteen, and there followed an awakening of my latent spirit. Over the ten intervening years I had a growing desire to understand the purpose and meaning of life, which I pursued with a passion.
The Poem above came to me out of nowhere one day. It was my first poem, at that time I had no idea where it came from, it simply appeared in my psyche, and it became a part of my everyday life from that day forth as a mantra and a prayer of awakening spirituality.
I don't want to interpret this poem for you, if you would like to open a dialogue, well that would be great. This poem, over the years changed, it expanded and became even more meaningful to me . . .
. . . it has always had a life of its own! I could show you the extended version if you're interested?
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading it,
Doug :-)
Lord Divine
Sweet Lord Divine,
I am Yours
Sweet Lord,
As You are Mine.
Eternal Life
Abides Within
For I am in Thee
As Thou Art in Me,
And Now we are One;
Perfect Unity.
'The Cornered Poet'
When I was about twenty-four years of age I was going through a very real spiritual experience. Now, remember, I started Yoga and Meditation at the tender age of thirteen, and there followed an awakening of my latent spirit. Over the ten intervening years I had a growing desire to understand the purpose and meaning of life, which I pursued with a passion.
The Poem above came to me out of nowhere one day. It was my first poem, at that time I had no idea where it came from, it simply appeared in my psyche, and it became a part of my everyday life from that day forth as a mantra and a prayer of awakening spirituality.
I don't want to interpret this poem for you, if you would like to open a dialogue, well that would be great. This poem, over the years changed, it expanded and became even more meaningful to me . . .
. . . it has always had a life of its own! I could show you the extended version if you're interested?
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading it,
Doug :-)
The Noose Is Cut
Whispering death, beckoning,
Calling my name.
Liberation, likewise,
Sweet, silent pull, is but the same.
No escape
I'll pass away,
Immortality?
Perhaps another day.
Or letting go,
Of all I'm not
Salvation realized,
The noose is cut.
Now, when death calls
I'll be free,
For 'I' am already in
Eternity.
The Eternally Cornered Poet
This Poem was inspired by the work of The Mystic Poet Kabir, and I wrote several blog posts on his work on my Self-Knowledge blog.
Calling my name.
Liberation, likewise,
Sweet, silent pull, is but the same.
No escape
I'll pass away,
Immortality?
Perhaps another day.
Or letting go,
Of all I'm not
Salvation realized,
The noose is cut.
Now, when death calls
I'll be free,
For 'I' am already in
Eternity.
The Eternally Cornered Poet
This Poem was inspired by the work of The Mystic Poet Kabir, and I wrote several blog posts on his work on my Self-Knowledge blog.
Thursday 26 August 2010
Tempered Spirit
Tempered Spirit
Flowering in this blog-
Osphere.
Words like
Worms wriggle
On this Page-
Less Page;
Oh dear!
A Cornered Poet?
Maybe
Words define me
Latently.
What they say
Is not so
Clear.
Is this meant
To rhyme, chime
In ways
Sublime?
No.
The Cornered Poet
Poetry is what it is, not what you want it to be. What is said, is not necessarily said in ways that are immediately cognizant . . . but when read over several times, a fresh meaning and a new awareness, can become clear!
Flowering in this blog-
Osphere.
Words like
Worms wriggle
On this Page-
Less Page;
Oh dear!
A Cornered Poet?
Maybe
Words define me
Latently.
What they say
Is not so
Clear.
Is this meant
To rhyme, chime
In ways
Sublime?
No.
The Cornered Poet
Poetry is what it is, not what you want it to be. What is said, is not necessarily said in ways that are immediately cognizant . . . but when read over several times, a fresh meaning and a new awareness, can become clear!
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