Spiritual Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality
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Mundus
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:37am
Yesterday 9:37am
Hand In A Glove
This is the edge of solitude,
the latitude at which
birds cease to sing
& life crowns death as king.
No moon, only the stars
recognize your scars:
they point the way
to where all lives lay.
As the only witness
to this twilit stillness,
you cry absinthe tears
for absent friends
& forgotten years.
A descending melody
your ears can't avoid
escorts you to the void:
there, silence rains
from heaven above.
You'll disappear
like a hand in a glove.
the latitude at which
birds cease to sing
& life crowns death as king.
No moon, only the stars
recognize your scars:
they point the way
to where all lives lay.
As the only witness
to this twilit stillness,
you cry absinthe tears
for absent friends
& forgotten years.
A descending melody
your ears can't avoid
escorts you to the void:
there, silence rains
from heaven above.
You'll disappear
like a hand in a glove.
#bittersweet
#loneliness
#sadness
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1 Comment
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 3:22am
4th Feb 2025 3:22am
Lammas Bread
I keep trying to find meaning
in the circular nature of my life
like trying to find the corner
in a round room
My Celtic ancestors
celebrated the seasons
found meaning in the ordinary
cycles of life
(and probably drank
too much mead at every festival)
February 1 in the Southern Hemisphere
day of the autumn harvest
and I'm attempting to make
Lammas Bread for the first time
The recipe wasn't handed down
through the generations
I found it on a clothing website
that sells gothic...
in the circular nature of my life
like trying to find the corner
in a round room
My Celtic ancestors
celebrated the seasons
found meaning in the ordinary
cycles of life
(and probably drank
too much mead at every festival)
February 1 in the Southern Hemisphere
day of the autumn harvest
and I'm attempting to make
Lammas Bread for the first time
The recipe wasn't handed down
through the generations
I found it on a clothing website
that sells gothic...
#hope
#philosophical
#spiritual
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2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 00:33am
4th Feb 2025 00:33am
Long Time Forgotten
Evening meal in silence
I feel your misery
in a strange silhouette
deeper than a melody
in the dying night
a long time forgotten
in a strange silhouette
I feel your misery
in a strange silhouette
deeper than a melody
in the dying night
a long time forgotten
in a strange silhouette
#dark
#spiritual
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adagio
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 2:53am
3rd Feb 2025 2:53am
Wank and Whiff
For a wank and whiff of dreams
whispering passionate kisses
silently thirsting anticipation
of emotions, stilling the beast
feeling your pulse dying
and your soul soaring with eagles
for a wank and whiff of dreams
whispering passionate kisses
silently thirsting anticipation
of emotions, stilling the beast
feeling your pulse dying
and your soul soaring with eagles
for a wank and whiff of dreams
#love
#spiritual
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Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 6:48pm
2nd Feb 2025 6:48pm
Sacred- series=Sacred architect
Sometimes we are not here to act
merely to witness
holding space
even if we seek change
it is a pattern yet unknown
it is not ours
to unfold another ones journey
sometimes we are here as silence
because an outstretched hand
could formerly have been a fist
blind eyes can see the most
braille uses fingertips
we are shaken torn
triggered molten drenched
because we are
halflings
two ears eyes
one mouth
a life
alive
each distant ...
merely to witness
holding space
even if we seek change
it is a pattern yet unknown
it is not ours
to unfold another ones journey
sometimes we are here as silence
because an outstretched hand
could formerly have been a fist
blind eyes can see the most
braille uses fingertips
we are shaken torn
triggered molten drenched
because we are
halflings
two ears eyes
one mouth
a life
alive
each distant ...
#motivational
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2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 4:10pm
2nd Feb 2025 4:10pm
Bleached Obsidian
World of chaos and obsidian blue caressing
A hush of decadent blush Inhaling a melody
Tender and rare with an essence of intoxication
In a tapestry of scented leaves
Where silence breathes
Through fragrant dreams and gildersleaves
Lingering in poetic philosophy
Unfolding twilight of obsidian blue
A hush of decadent blush Inhaling a melody
Tender and rare with an essence of intoxication
In a tapestry of scented leaves
Where silence breathes
Through fragrant dreams and gildersleaves
Lingering in poetic philosophy
Unfolding twilight of obsidian blue
#philosophical
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2 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:49pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:49pm
Tithing
The day is quietly opening.
And so am I.
I'm content,
yet bruised and soft at the edges
like a plum.
The ache stored inside
the music box of my heart.
I will leave it there for another day.
There are things to do today,
places to go. Today I will
set foot in a church for the first time
in years. Wondering if God will have me.
But I will give thanks for this life that,
though touched by suffering,
is full and bountiful.
Yesterday, the cat brought home a slender,
graceful wedge of...
And so am I.
I'm content,
yet bruised and soft at the edges
like a plum.
The ache stored inside
the music box of my heart.
I will leave it there for another day.
There are things to do today,
places to go. Today I will
set foot in a church for the first time
in years. Wondering if God will have me.
But I will give thanks for this life that,
though touched by suffering,
is full and bountiful.
Yesterday, the cat brought home a slender,
graceful wedge of...
#despair
#God
#love #spiritual
#love #spiritual
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Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 10:04am
31st Jan 2025 10:04am
Midwinter
come lend me
your ears
enter now
dream state beckons
singing ice speaks
vast open tundra
through aquatic totems
we hear cairned carcasses
clairvoyant sun sinks
honey combed tears
bleak slumber
break not this vow
where still life
of bees
began again
https://youtu.be/s6ffD5vCWBk?t=6
copyrights © Rianne 2025
your ears
enter now
dream state beckons
singing ice speaks
vast open tundra
through aquatic totems
we hear cairned carcasses
clairvoyant sun sinks
honey combed tears
bleak slumber
break not this vow
where still life
of bees
began again
https://youtu.be/s6ffD5vCWBk?t=6
copyrights © Rianne 2025
#nature
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12 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 5:09am
31st Jan 2025 5:09am
In Stone
In dreams of kisses and memories
now fossilized in stone and ivy
listening to the silence crying
a tear unseen drowning, longing
where secrets sleep fossilized
in stone
now fossilized in stone and ivy
listening to the silence crying
a tear unseen drowning, longing
where secrets sleep fossilized
in stone
#memories
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0 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 2:32am
31st Jan 2025 2:32am
Truth
If every day were sunny then every day couldn't be sunny.For days to be thought of as sunny there must have been days when it wasn't sunny.
Paradise is only paradise because we know it's opposite. Joy is only joy because we know it's opposite.A fast car can only be fast if we know what a slow car is.Our brains are wired for comparisons and opposites.
Even in heaven God would have to take everyone to hell occasionally just so they knew the difference.....lol
Paradise is only paradise because we know it's opposite. Joy is only joy because we know it's opposite.A fast car can only be fast if we know what a slow car is.Our brains are wired for comparisons and opposites.
Even in heaven God would have to take everyone to hell occasionally just so they knew the difference.....lol
#mystery
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2 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 1:58am
31st Jan 2025 1:58am
A Thief in the Night
A thief in the night.
Ingenius disguise.
What demon delight.
Completing assigns.
It's eating inside.
Deleting your mind.
Deceitfully hide.
Impeding can lie.
So really rely.
Repeating affright.
Releasing denied.
All cheating defines.
Competing for time.
Unyielding design.
Where seeds have but died.
No breathing confides.
Conceiving combines.
Our evening abides.
Increasing divide.
There we will entwine.
Then sealing and cry.
From...
Ingenius disguise.
What demon delight.
Completing assigns.
It's eating inside.
Deleting your mind.
Deceitfully hide.
Impeding can lie.
So really rely.
Repeating affright.
Releasing denied.
All cheating defines.
Competing for time.
Unyielding design.
Where seeds have but died.
No breathing confides.
Conceiving combines.
Our evening abides.
Increasing divide.
There we will entwine.
Then sealing and cry.
From...
#God
#metaphor
#morality
#rhyming
#spiritual
87 reads
2 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2020 2:06am
3rd Sep 2020 2:06am
Not What You Think
would it change anything
if you found out that god
isn’t what you think?
what if god is queer
or black
or female?
what if god is transexual
buddhist
republican?
what if god is a party animal
a raiders fan
into kinky sex?
would you still pray
if god
isn’t what you think?
what if god is african
russian
antarctican?
what if god is aggressive
boring
intelligent?
what if god is kind
generous
compassionate?
...
if you found out that god
isn’t what you think?
what if god is queer
or black
or female?
what if god is transexual
buddhist
republican?
what if god is a party animal
a raiders fan
into kinky sex?
would you still pray
if god
isn’t what you think?
what if god is african
russian
antarctican?
what if god is aggressive
boring
intelligent?
what if god is kind
generous
compassionate?
...
#spiritual
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11 Comments
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