Spiritual Poems by Members Last Online
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality
Poems published by members most recently online.
Tenderloin
Poem Published
8th Jan 2018 1:58am
8th Jan 2018 1:58am
Slices Of The Beyond (Acrostic)
H ealing the tricycle that circles the chaotic mind
E radicating the inadequacies that lower spirit and stamina
A ssuring us that love and affection need never to be sought
V egetables and fruits, all nourishment, free from chemical manipulation
E ach of us transported to an idyllic playground of peace
N ever to be controlled or violated by another
E radicating the inadequacies that lower spirit and stamina
A ssuring us that love and affection need never to be sought
V egetables and fruits, all nourishment, free from chemical manipulation
E ach of us transported to an idyllic playground of peace
N ever to be controlled or violated by another
#spiritual
#acrostic
#heaven
132 reads
6 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
1st Dec 2018 6:27am
1st Dec 2018 6:27am
Having Faith
When you are standing on the other side of the mountain and are thinking
To yourself that you will never make it, but then you have heard this voice
That rings louder than anything else in your head. My darling, stop sinking
Even if you are facing a big army and all the naysayers. You have a choice
To make, but do not waste it on that negativity and drama that gets you
Nowhere fast. Someday all of your hope, happiness, faith, and the rejoice
Is going to multiply, growing stronger with every breath you. Your blue
Sky will become brighter. You...
To yourself that you will never make it, but then you have heard this voice
That rings louder than anything else in your head. My darling, stop sinking
Even if you are facing a big army and all the naysayers. You have a choice
To make, but do not waste it on that negativity and drama that gets you
Nowhere fast. Someday all of your hope, happiness, faith, and the rejoice
Is going to multiply, growing stronger with every breath you. Your blue
Sky will become brighter. You...
#religion
#faith
#honesty
71 reads
0 Comments
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...
250 reads
8 Comments
Tallen
Poem Published
6th Jan 2019 7:16pm
6th Jan 2019 7:16pm
“ Grounding”
Silence is a wet dew
misting a thirsty
Lea at dawn.
Serenity is the cool
whisper
Sephyrs exhale
upon an artic
mountain top.
Contemplation is a
blissful dream during
a secret twilighted
tryst.
Loneliness
loneliness need not
be unkind.
It can be
Contemplation
Serenity
Silence
or all 3.
It is a time to commune with one’s self
to walk with Gaia’s charge
and ground. . .
Bare feet & Grounding.
misting a thirsty
Lea at dawn.
Serenity is the cool
whisper
Sephyrs exhale
upon an artic
mountain top.
Contemplation is a
blissful dream during
a secret twilighted
tryst.
Loneliness
loneliness need not
be unkind.
It can be
Contemplation
Serenity
Silence
or all 3.
It is a time to commune with one’s self
to walk with Gaia’s charge
and ground. . .
Bare feet & Grounding.
#loneliness
#silence
#nature
#SelfReflection
#meditation
35 reads
2 Comments
Hunterapsych
H.R
H.R
Poem Published
24th Dec 2018 6:45pm
24th Dec 2018 6:45pm
Psychedelic rambles part ?
It takes only a small amount of psilocybin to toss me into a state of ultra awareness and total beingness accompanied by endless realizations about this universe.
Followed by an examination of humans and our existence.
What does it means to be human,
Why are we sticking into 3 dimensional space occupying time in these monkey bodies,
What is next for us human's,
What is to become of us?
I also noticed that when I take psilocybin
I begin to analyze human behavior, my own or everybody else's and I realize just how weird we are. everything about us is so...
Followed by an examination of humans and our existence.
What does it means to be human,
Why are we sticking into 3 dimensional space occupying time in these monkey bodies,
What is next for us human's,
What is to become of us?
I also noticed that when I take psilocybin
I begin to analyze human behavior, my own or everybody else's and I realize just how weird we are. everything about us is so...
#universe
#spiritual
#drugs #philosophical
#drugs #philosophical
29 reads
3 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
13th Jan 2019 3:38am
13th Jan 2019 3:38am
Essence
it likes to imagine
appendages
to yawn and stretch
quiet testing,
then owns the sunrise
to meld with and warm
from its answer
alone, it yearns
then comes into
our sphere,
idillic form to be free in
( shapeless, eternal
Is nothing new
in a universe )
it fancies form with its
rudiments and
shortcomings
providing curves
it wants a connection,
a dialect ...
appendages
to yawn and stretch
quiet testing,
then owns the sunrise
to meld with and warm
from its answer
alone, it yearns
then comes into
our sphere,
idillic form to be free in
( shapeless, eternal
Is nothing new
in a universe )
it fancies form with its
rudiments and
shortcomings
providing curves
it wants a connection,
a dialect ...
#identity
#universe
#nature
#spiritual
#SelfDiscovery
78 reads
4 Comments
Xaphan
Poem Published
28th Sep 2018 3:31pm
28th Sep 2018 3:31pm
Echoes
Am I blessed or cursed, or should I be aghast?
For those veiled voices are from futures passed
But the dreams are worse for then I'm an invisible man
And though I can see them there I cannot bridge the span
In the quiet hours of the moonlight's cataract shimmer
In a semi-conscious haze I sense the threshold's thinner
And I want to be there under a rainbow's parhelic circle
In that elusive paradise where there is nothing hurtful
They are there, I know, where nothing's planned
But the echoes confound, as time pours like sand ...
For those veiled voices are from futures passed
But the dreams are worse for then I'm an invisible man
And though I can see them there I cannot bridge the span
In the quiet hours of the moonlight's cataract shimmer
In a semi-conscious haze I sense the threshold's thinner
And I want to be there under a rainbow's parhelic circle
In that elusive paradise where there is nothing hurtful
They are there, I know, where nothing's planned
But the echoes confound, as time pours like sand ...
#dreams
#utopia
#MovingOn
659 reads
Blackwolf
Poem Published
5th Oct 2018 3:01am
5th Oct 2018 3:01am
School Of Equinox ( Pagan / Wieckaan Version )
For Us There Is No Hallow's Eve
Yet A Samhain Pronounced Sowen
This All Know Who Are Of Our Kind
Unless One Chose To Be A Cowan
And As A Spell Is Not A Spell If One
Can Not Spell Correctly Or Stir A Cauldron
One With Other Energy Collectively ,
All Irregardless Of Our Cone Of Power
Pulled And Raised From Earth In The Hour
When Most Humans Sleep Or Hide And Cower
While We Circle And Then Charge Four Towers
Or At The Crossroads Merry Meet , Merry Part
With...
Yet A Samhain Pronounced Sowen
This All Know Who Are Of Our Kind
Unless One Chose To Be A Cowan
And As A Spell Is Not A Spell If One
Can Not Spell Correctly Or Stir A Cauldron
One With Other Energy Collectively ,
All Irregardless Of Our Cone Of Power
Pulled And Raised From Earth In The Hour
When Most Humans Sleep Or Hide And Cower
While We Circle And Then Charge Four Towers
Or At The Crossroads Merry Meet , Merry Part
With...
#pagan
#magic
70 reads
5 Comments
AEMelia564
Y
Y
Poem Published
Today 11:17am
Today 11:17am
Blot (sacrifice)
https://youtu.be/ZxnqSTzq6-w
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Flow into
Libation,
The act of pouring a liquid
In a non religious way
Liberation
Sings hymns
Of sage
Cleansing our ethereal body
with air
catching breath
Through nostrils of the skies
Shaking off dead cells
That fall from me
Like reason, like rain
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The autopsy has now begun ...
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Flow into
Libation,
The act of pouring a liquid
In a non religious way
Liberation
Sings hymns
Of sage
Cleansing our ethereal body
with air
catching breath
Through nostrils of the skies
Shaking off dead cells
That fall from me
Like reason, like rain
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The autopsy has now begun ...
#animals
#nature
#spiritual #sacrifice
#spiritual #sacrifice
17 reads
0 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 1:16am
18th Jan 2019 1:16am
When Death Comes ( After Mary Oliver )
When death comes,
let them say I mastered
the anatomy of words,
that my life was poetry.
Let them say I humbled
that bulwark of ego –
that bane of pride,
leaving a quiet legacy.
Not with the flying colors
of a Rainbow lorikeet
capturing its beholder's eye;
but, a female cardinal –
her lackluster appearance
ensuring the nest survives.
Let them, despite my human
mistakes and many faults,
say I at least loved poetry –
that my...
let them say I mastered
the anatomy of words,
that my life was poetry.
Let them say I humbled
that bulwark of ego –
that bane of pride,
leaving a quiet legacy.
Not with the flying colors
of a Rainbow lorikeet
capturing its beholder's eye;
but, a female cardinal –
her lackluster appearance
ensuring the nest survives.
Let them, despite my human
mistakes and many faults,
say I at least loved poetry –
that my...
#animals
#nature
#LifeAsAWriter #WritingPoetry
#LifeAsAWriter #WritingPoetry
71 reads
snugglebuck
Poem Published
28th Dec 2018 4:43am
28th Dec 2018 4:43am
Next Christmas
As I take down the tree
I contemplate and ask
While packing away the ornaments,
"Was this Christmas my last?"
For nearly ever Yuletide
That has come to pass
There's at least one person
I've loved that's passed
And maybe next year
Underneath the Christmas tree
There will be no reason
To leave a gift for me
🎁
I contemplate and ask
While packing away the ornaments,
"Was this Christmas my last?"
For nearly ever Yuletide
That has come to pass
There's at least one person
I've loved that's passed
And maybe next year
Underneath the Christmas tree
There will be no reason
To leave a gift for me
🎁
#sadness
#death
#Christmas
63 reads
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
26th Nov 2018 4:28pm
26th Nov 2018 4:28pm
A Sinner's Prayer
My Lord, My God
I pray to thee
Bestow upon us forgiveness
Just thy blessings upon me
For to say that I haven't sin
I've offended thee again
Please excuse the flesh
Which causes our shame
Being of essence I bare witness
Mankind claims supremacy but needs forgiveness
Blessed is he that bows before thee
I appear to plea upon bent knees
Facing each transgression with an apology
And with bent head begging for your mercy
Not only for myself but also for my sisters and brothers
For how can I be saved without...
I pray to thee
Bestow upon us forgiveness
Just thy blessings upon me
For to say that I haven't sin
I've offended thee again
Please excuse the flesh
Which causes our shame
Being of essence I bare witness
Mankind claims supremacy but needs forgiveness
Blessed is he that bows before thee
I appear to plea upon bent knees
Facing each transgression with an apology
And with bent head begging for your mercy
Not only for myself but also for my sisters and brothers
For how can I be saved without...
#religion
#spiritual
#heaven
83 reads
11 Comments
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