Mystical Experience
These words were written in prose form by John Blofeld in his book, "Beyond the Gods". It deals with Taoism and Buddhism. I have attempted to re-format the words in poetic form to share with others. Blofeld goes on to say: "Of one thing I am sure - a mystical experience, whether vague or intense, is nothing less than a direct intuition of Ultimate Reality". Several poets, both eastern and western, reflect "mysticism" in their poetry. William Blake is an example. He says: "To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour."
A Single Lonely Cloud Floating By
I was cloud watching last night
Farmer's Daughter
The Breezes flowed through bright verdant meadows the sky alight in blazing glory of azure and violet the farmer on his tractor ploughs the field in farrows pauses to watch the pretty maiden dressed all in scarlet Golden ribbon in her hair, s
Whimsical Thoughts
The winding lane twists and turns as it meanders up hill and down dale stretching far ahead, a silvery thread glistening and glinting beckoning me on Peaceful countryside noises abound in the air cooing of woodpigeons, rapid tapping of woodpec
Trickling Down
Water flowing down cascading it goes bouncing over rocks laughing gleefully swirling so fast down the mill trickles through pipes rushing out into a pool flowing onwards sea bound relentless journey from source down to the ocean gatheri
Presence
Life in slow motion and quiet country life...
City Of Ice
This poem is about a beautiful city of ice. Written: 9th July 2013
Water What do you know about it
Take water, what do you know about it? it has an almost magical existence yet does it start as a cloud? or is evaporation from bodies of water? The answer amazingly is its a byproduct when stars are born a strong outward wind of gas and dust
Peace
Tranquillity
Spring
Poetic Prose
Haiku 1 (diamonds in the snow---)
For those who may not know, Haiku is a form of Japanese poetry. The standard structure consists of three lines in which the first line consists of five syllables, the second has seven syllables and the third has five syllables. "Haiku is a finger pointing at the moon. If the hand is bejewelled, we no longer see that to which it points." The idea is to draw attention to what is being said and not to the words used to say it.
Wishes
May flowers grow in your footprints May birds sing outside your window May your smile warm a sunbeam May the leaves sigh to you as they fall May the wind caress your face as it blows May the raindrops glitter to your touch
Caribbean summer love
My caribbean summer love, Was morning sun in the sand On the sweet Jamaican, island Home of my mothers birth land. As I got off the plane I knew, I was home. Warm winds blowing on my face So, gentle was the breeze "lord have mercy"
Valiant Rose
The very early sudden snow storm has caught out the rose bush there amidst two feet of snow bravely it opens its scarlet petals A vivid bright spectacle against the pure white new snow drifts I look realising that as it struggles proudly
hmmm..........
unusually still here............
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tell far as the mighty can fall looking up to remember lying in a broken shell of youths arrogance as we learn to speak again with lips stained green in the blue of humility drawn with the quaintest of smiles
The Miracle of Rebirth
There was a hush everywhere as if the world was on pause an expectancy stirring in the air not a single sound just silence What was happening out there? far away, deep in the outback a circle stood made of animals each with ears pricked forw
Call of the Wild
Fiery nostrils flaring, sniffing for danger the mustang checks throughout his kingdom he can smell something, a stranger eyes glinting he heads for freedom He stands in silhouette at the top of the hill and screams his defiance for all to hea
The Snows of Winter
The snow silently cloaked the land falling slowly but insistently creating large drifts against the walls bigger and bigger get the flakes A world of white where ever you look gnashed here and there by trees sticking up their bare branches w
Flowers and Sky
Tulips in the beds wave their beautiful petals the sun beams on them ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Roses glimmering jewels every one of them a perfect picture ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Star light cloaks the world each a twinkling delight a pro
revisiting.......
every winter brings the same memories.........i know if i went there now it would still be able to amaze me ......a beautiful spot a beautiful time ..........
Night So Bright
Night so bright, it is like middle of day Full moon bathing all in her silvery light moonbeams making a staircase to the clouds stars so close you could reach out for one Shadows and moonlight meet and blend together the darkness fading as the
Weather
Clouds breeze , wind strong lightning flashing down in forks rain flooding the plain
The Mountain Vista
Mountain ranges all blurry peeking through the mist The sun is still rising as it does the mist disperses Showing us crevasses faint wandering paths near to steep ravines trees dotted around A quiet magical time follows the dawn deer ap
The Night Of The Comet
This poem is a dramatization of Halley's Comet and the most famous event when the Earth was threatened back in 1910. Written 10th June 2013
sunset
The dimming red glow Sets apoun the sky The motionless setting Sun glows red in the sky Slowly setting its highest point Now on its final decen t Bright glows its red glaring rays,setting glows wide Envelopes the sky Sun set approac
Summer Idyll
She has been waiting in the wings now, at last, it is her time to shine slowly the bud opens to the mornings sun, petals each reaching for sunshine The glorious drone of the worker bees as they rush from flower to flower seeming to like, most
Waterfall
As I walked through the trees in the far distance I could hear a rumbling yet tinkling noise drawn towards the lovely sound I moved into deeper denser woods few sun patches can reach through cold and dank, the air feeling icy chilled to the
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Quiet day ... The roses in this space are somewhat wilted and sad {} Laughter is not fulfilled in this environment ? Birds sometimes calms down, sometimes it annoys ... "Silver Rain" continually fall ... Thanks to Heaven! Sporadically a sparrow
To Belong (Waterfall Challenge)
just thought i would drag this one out of the cupboard seeing how there is a challenge on........don't usually repost but just could not pass this opportunity up .........
Tale of Love and Trust
Without love and trust, what is life?
night sleeps
The night has gone to sleep,and the day has awaken.Time to look at the bright blue sky,the waters that gleams in the light of the shinning sun.The birds that chirp with pride.The trees of flickering shades of green and the flowers in colorfull bloom.
waters edge (challange of water falls)
When rivers where young its course mapped out,growing like a child digging its way out. Plumiting over cliffs edge,roaring as your lifes blood forms a mist,spweing new life into cliffs edge. Pools formed through the tears ,brings new homes to fish fo
Moonlight (haiku)
Moonlight I love you mysterious, alluring your light so inciting
Waterfalls (A Challenge)
A challenge Waterfalls I have put some pictures of waterfalls I would like Poems on waterfalls use the ones below for inspiration or one that you like have fun http:
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stone eyes weep words on lips which never sleep golden key to secrets keep as water through the mind away your troubles sweep
Orchid (haiku)
Softly the rain falls coating the orchid in dew its buds glistening
Today it rained
I visited an area where it had not rained for months
The Sea and The Girl
Come my sweet lovely girl The sea is high and has no turn, to the warm sand it will be burnt, and you see my little girl, endless heart will also get wound. Wise master sea please tell me, Why he let the scars open widely, Can't you wipe aw
The Playful Winds
summery days
A White Shadow (Double Reverse Etheree)
The shadows of the forest beckoning I wander down under ancient trees that stately stand guarding all cloaking the hidden secrets from eyesight in the gloom hearing a rustle high in the trees there perched you sit still not moving a stat
Fire And Rain
This story I wrote is about natural forces and how they can turn against us if we are unprepared to meet their challenge. Please prepare yourself for..."Fire And Rain" (Written 12 January 2013)(Editor: Marikia)