Dark moon of deepest winter
Funeral
Category: Poetry
I’m struggling
I am not at peace here and haven’t been for a long long time I’m surprised to look back and see there was a time when it wasn’t like this And I don’t know when it changed I think when I left home I still felt close to my brothers And when I went travelling Read more about I’m struggling[…]
Winter Apple
WINTER APPLE By David Whyte Let the apple ripen on the branch beyond your need to take it down. Let the coolness of autumn and the breathing, blowing wind test its adherence to endurance, let the others fall. Wait longer than you would, go against yourself, find the pale nobility of quiet that ripening demands… Read more about Winter Apple[…]
Morning crows
Morning crows and a magpie, or two? Evening swirls and whirls of wind. and a blitz of rain against the black night sky.
Floating downriver
The chance of humming – Rumi A man standing on two logs in a river. might do alright floating with the current. while humming in the now Though if one log is tied to a camel. who is heading south along the river at the same pace. all could still be well with the world. Read more about Floating downriver[…]
Shadows
Everyone knows the great energies running amok castterrible shadows, that each of the so-calledsenseless acts has its thread loopingback through the world and into a human heart.And meanwhilethe gold-trimmed thunderwanders the sky; the rivermay be filling the cellars of the sleeping town.Cyclone, fire, and their merry cousinsbring us to grief—but these are the hourswith the Read more about Shadows[…]
The time of Remembering
Remembering all that has passed moon dance the biggest release of the year every full moon is a release release everything that doesn’t serve me Compassion and Grace – big love and big mercy graciousness in the face of suffering don’t turn your face away from the pain life offers us – we are all Read more about The time of Remembering[…]
Human Beings
look at your hands your beautiful useful hands you’re not an ape you’re not a parrot you’re not a slow loris or a smart missile you’re human not british not american not israeli not palestinian you’re human Read more about Human Beings[…]
WILD FORCES
There are beautiful wild forces within us Let them turn the mills inside.And fillsacks that feed evenheaven GOD WOULD KNEEL DOWN I think God might be a little prejudiced. For once He asked me to join him on walk. through this world and we gazed into every heart on this earth And I noticed He Read more about WILD FORCES[…]
My lost words
Take me by the hand and walk me out of this hole. this hole of despair. keep whispering in my ear. and moving me forward one step at a time. The muscles in my face ache the ones I use to keep the mask in place. The muscles in my shoulders throb. my hands are Read more about My lost words[…]