Recent Spiritual Poems by Members Last Online
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Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality - Published by DU Poetry members most recently online.
jontSking
Poem Published
31st Dec 2017 3:38pm
31st Dec 2017 3:38pm
banana
Some things to keep in mind. Someone thinks to keep his mind. I don't think anyone is in a position to judge this, text seems too rough to handle just like that, Words building a barricade is dreaming about dying alone with a ton of glass in my veins.;a barricade?; not going to work without friction. Who wants sense in life when you can get an errection?; a mistake? I just want to get laid, so i can become a bastard like you. Thanks for listening, a man;
83 reads
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JusTim_
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2017 9:00pm
23rd Feb 2017 9:00pm
Missteps
Dirty hair and a rag tag shirt with spots of blood
sitting on Cathedral steps spilling out love
smiles greet finely polished Cole-Hann's, Carter's, Valentino's
along with gentle out-stretched strokes to the well-fed
Doe eyes dance in Hanna Anderson at the base of Sunday's best
holding close the moments where every child is blessed
gifts of bread and water waived off politely
not wanting to be the needy but just another part
Hymn's ring loud in an empty soul begging
along with a lost flock fledging to be whole
filled with sounds of...
sitting on Cathedral steps spilling out love
smiles greet finely polished Cole-Hann's, Carter's, Valentino's
along with gentle out-stretched strokes to the well-fed
Doe eyes dance in Hanna Anderson at the base of Sunday's best
holding close the moments where every child is blessed
gifts of bread and water waived off politely
not wanting to be the needy but just another part
Hymn's ring loud in an empty soul begging
along with a lost flock fledging to be whole
filled with sounds of...
182 reads
6 Comments
RevolutionAL
Poem Published
1st Jun 2018 1:12pm
1st Jun 2018 1:12pm
Making Noise .
The mist settles
That African sun warms through the
crisp, winter breath;
the season smells
fresh
clean
pure
Between the daily noises
lights, mobile phones
bicycles, motorbikes, cars
and trucks
There rests a silence
that birds hear
before they whisper
mating call songs
to the leaves of wise trees
and lost evergreens
There's a dose of the
medicinal
in that quiet moment
that rests inside
like...
That African sun warms through the
crisp, winter breath;
the season smells
fresh
clean
pure
Between the daily noises
lights, mobile phones
bicycles, motorbikes, cars
and trucks
There rests a silence
that birds hear
before they whisper
mating call songs
to the leaves of wise trees
and lost evergreens
There's a dose of the
medicinal
in that quiet moment
that rests inside
like...
#silence
#spiritual
#patience
90 reads
14 Comments
AEMelia564
Y
Y
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:55am
Yesterday 8:55am
Ocean musings
When sad the sea whispered
Nautic nebula
Washed her face in these tides.
I saught my siblings
Between fleeting stars
When sad the sea spoke
Her articulate landscape
Planted these words
When sad the sea silenced
I heard horizons pledge
This place of poetry
Nautic nebula
Washed her face in these tides.
I saught my siblings
Between fleeting stars
When sad the sea spoke
Her articulate landscape
Planted these words
When sad the sea silenced
I heard horizons pledge
This place of poetry
#water
#shadows
#silence #PowerOfWords
#silence #PowerOfWords
25 reads
4 Comments
poetryaccident
Poem Published
18th Jun 2018 00:19am
18th Jun 2018 00:19am
Everything is Sex
Everything is sex
except the thing itself
don’t confuse the one
with expression of the first
don’t confuse the two aspects
though that is the intent
when your masters describe
a world put to your eyes
the need propels discourse
evoked for money’s sake
turning round the wheel
displaying the brass ring
hinting what lays beyond
promise to be denied
still the masses sup the drink
as the thirst is widespread
forgive the leading edge
that gives nothing at the end
the...
except the thing itself
don’t confuse the one
with expression of the first
don’t confuse the two aspects
though that is the intent
when your masters describe
a world put to your eyes
the need propels discourse
evoked for money’s sake
turning round the wheel
displaying the brass ring
hinting what lays beyond
promise to be denied
still the masses sup the drink
as the thirst is widespread
forgive the leading edge
that gives nothing at the end
the...
#sex
46 reads
0 Comments
Kexby
Poem Published
30th Jun 2018 9:31am
30th Jun 2018 9:31am
Candles
The place brighter for my going
and bright upon my leaving
pagan lights upon the vaulting
lofting to the oak beamed roof
uncensored prayers, vague
untutored hurried thoughts
float ethereal until time
no more and earth stood still.
To the crowded street again
another year to pass until
prompted by the self same urge
I return with the same intent
a ninth November day, the place
brighter for my going
more bright upon my leaving.
and bright upon my leaving
pagan lights upon the vaulting
lofting to the oak beamed roof
uncensored prayers, vague
untutored hurried thoughts
float ethereal until time
no more and earth stood still.
To the crowded street again
another year to pass until
prompted by the self same urge
I return with the same intent
a ninth November day, the place
brighter for my going
more bright upon my leaving.
#faith
#spiritual
#mythology
26 reads
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Naajir
Poem Published
29th Mar 2018 4:41pm
29th Mar 2018 4:41pm
E.T. IZM
conjure the plan
from the plan{E} of dreams
plan{T} the seed
inspire the plan{ET}
through the Extra Terrestrial vibes
that dwells within the
human-nexus
from the plan{E} of dreams
plan{T} the seed
inspire the plan{ET}
through the Extra Terrestrial vibes
that dwells within the
human-nexus
#inspirational
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
140 reads
2 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
10th Jun 2018 4:16am
10th Jun 2018 4:16am
SPIRIT
A time in coldest winter’s hunt,
Exacting stealth of huntress’ walk
To listen for the prey’s confront,
My eyes scan tree lines as I stalk
In silent running fallen ice
The words of lyrics’ quiver lie,
Melodic whispers to entice
As ‘neath the snow they fearful hide.
To take a leap the moment when
The breaking of eclipsing moon
Releases shards of glass’ descend,
False shadows of false day’s illume,
My ears lay flat against my fur
As then I flinch from bright assault,
The tribal chants within me...
Exacting stealth of huntress’ walk
To listen for the prey’s confront,
My eyes scan tree lines as I stalk
In silent running fallen ice
The words of lyrics’ quiver lie,
Melodic whispers to entice
As ‘neath the snow they fearful hide.
To take a leap the moment when
The breaking of eclipsing moon
Releases shards of glass’ descend,
False shadows of false day’s illume,
My ears lay flat against my fur
As then I flinch from bright assault,
The tribal chants within me...
#forest
#moon
#nature
#snow
#spiritual
107 reads
16 Comments
lepperochan
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2015 1:50pm
2nd Feb 2015 1:50pm
Formal request #129 week ending 25th
could you send someone down
to reach into him
and wrench the thing out by it's neck
then burn it between their hands
so it never comes back
back, to take the sharpness from his mind
or to haunt his eyes
or steal the step from his stride
god know's he's earned it
I mean, for the love of Christ
what's wrong with you all up there
he's been on his knees praying every Sunday
even knows your names by heart
or he used to anyway
to reach into him
and wrench the thing out by it's neck
then burn it between their hands
so it never comes back
back, to take the sharpness from his mind
or to haunt his eyes
or steal the step from his stride
god know's he's earned it
I mean, for the love of Christ
what's wrong with you all up there
he's been on his knees praying every Sunday
even knows your names by heart
or he used to anyway
613 reads
27 Comments
Limowreck
Andy J Hale
Andy J Hale
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:51pm
Yesterday 6:51pm
Pen Strikes Paper
Pen strikes paper
Strike fear in man
Man strikes God
Strike the serpents’ hand
The hand strikes the pen
Strike the paper again
Strike fear in man
Man strikes God
Strike the serpents’ hand
The hand strikes the pen
Strike the paper again
#God
10 reads
0 Comments
monkeyman
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2017 4:06pm
3rd Apr 2017 4:06pm
Page 5. Pride Without Honour
With boastful call of hidden lies
to claim the centre of thy eye
to show the world of their great
believing they rule over fate
With sharpened tongue and wetted blade
lay slain to so called renegade
to be everything they are not
to stand in glory where time forgot
Don’t mistake this for valour, this be pride
only embellishment and glory be its guide
for the one who wears the most medals upon his chest
be the one who boasted best
Pride only lives if we let it breath
But hides temptation up its sleeve ...
to claim the centre of thy eye
to show the world of their great
believing they rule over fate
With sharpened tongue and wetted blade
lay slain to so called renegade
to be everything they are not
to stand in glory where time forgot
Don’t mistake this for valour, this be pride
only embellishment and glory be its guide
for the one who wears the most medals upon his chest
be the one who boasted best
Pride only lives if we let it breath
But hides temptation up its sleeve ...
227 reads
1 Comment
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
17th Apr 2018 6:51am
17th Apr 2018 6:51am
one second lifetime--^
Now burning hot as a blowing flame
Breathing insane
Time to dragon
Floating in the sky
Oh so high
Cause mountains don't lie...
Making a river in the center
Swimming new born winter
Bringing sunshine rain
Letting the pain wash away
The bottom then falling
Through morning...
Breaking in sideways
Then summer slide
Onto a glacier ride
Move through open
Door'ed mansions
Walking through rooms...
As my soul
With a flag slung high pole
On my go-cart
Driving...
Breathing insane
Time to dragon
Floating in the sky
Oh so high
Cause mountains don't lie...
Making a river in the center
Swimming new born winter
Bringing sunshine rain
Letting the pain wash away
The bottom then falling
Through morning...
Breaking in sideways
Then summer slide
Onto a glacier ride
Move through open
Door'ed mansions
Walking through rooms...
As my soul
With a flag slung high pole
On my go-cart
Driving...
#fire
#water
#LifeCycle
71 reads
2 Comments
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