Tag: hope
member name: John Doyle
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September 25, 2006 02:43 PM EDT --
In Japan they are called ring gongs
In China and Tibet they are called singing bowls
Usually hand hammered brass bowls
Enthroned on a round ornate pillow
With a hard wooden striker.
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August 03, 2006 11:46 AM EDT --
( With a nod to Christopher C.)
Like the faint aroma of unseen roses
Like a phrase from an almost remembered love song
Peace floats just ahead of our consciousness
Waiting to be apprehended. . . .
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October 01, 2006 03:33 PM EDT --
A Shattered Dream
(based on a true incident)
The depth of my disappointment
Knew no bounds
Through the long hours of weighting
Feeling all of the sensations of desire
In body and . . .
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October 02, 2006 02:21 PM EDT --
I am here alone
Somehow it was meant to be
But why I wonder?
To miss her over again?
Or find some plan for my life?
September 30, 2006
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April 14, 2007 11:40 PM EDT --
(I may have put this up before but tonight I just got to thinking about horses, the mustangs of the American west. To me they are more a symbol of America than the bald eagle. And like . . .
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April 21, 2007 04:14 PM EDT --
Sickle moon, ancient symbol
Of the Celtic Goddess
Bent bow of Diana the Huntress
Poised over Venus, my sun sign
What magic do you spin?
What arrows do you shoot?
April 21, . . .
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May 07, 2007 11:30 AM EDT --
The pilgrim poet, following the path
Laid out by Lady Diana's magic
Through barren and lonely landscape
Came at last to a high walled city.
He sensed that within this city lay
The end of his loneliness . . .
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May 20, 2007 12:09 PM EDT --
Sitting in the shadow of the high walled city with no gates
The pilgrim poet was acutely aware of his loneliness
He felt the ache of the night's dampness creeping into his bones
And . . .
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August 24, 2006 11:50 PM EDT --
Like a woodland nymph
She spins away from his touch
Like the will of the wisp
She is there shining brightly
Only to disappear again
August 24, 2006
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October 02, 2006 02:05 PM EDT --
Careful Consideration
It has taken a lifetime of pondering
For some elements in one's life
Need to be thoughtfully considered
Weiging the total impact
Not only on one's self
But on . . .
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April 14, 2007 11:55 PM EDT --
(This is another poem written in "Cowboy Poetry" form. This is a unique American style that grew out of the long nights on the cattle drives. It very rarely shows up in English . . .
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April 19, 2007 11:53 PM EDT --
Lady Diana
Just a thin slip of a girl
To long has it been
Since I gazed upon your full face
I burn to do so again.
April 19, 2007
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April 21, 2007 12:49 AM EDT --
Although she is far so away
And sometimes even invisible
I can feel her healing light
As it surrounds me, and caresses me
And though she is untouchable,
My Lady Diana, her warmth . . .
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April 25, 2007 09:48 PM EDT --
Please join me in the Thumper Rabbit Guild of Literary Criticism.
There is only one rule and no dues
The rule is:
If you can't say something nice about someone elses work, say nothing at all.
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May 20, 2007 03:27 PM EDT --
( I wrote this a long time ago but it's Spring and the world needs a bit of the Old Magic )
It was Christmas day in London town
So many years ago.
The air was clear and . . .
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June 01, 2007 01:40 PM EDT --
He sat alone in the twilight
That soft time of the day
The Irish call the gloaming.
Watching the sun set
And the moon rise
He thought of her
How he longed for her touch
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July 07, 2007 03:14 PM EDT --
Lady each morning when I awake
My consciousness is filled with your radiance
When you are happy, I rejoice with you
When you are sad, I long to hold you
And chase your tears and fears away . . .
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July 03, 2006 03:42 PM EDT --
Like a living river life surges through the Mall
Bumping, gliding touching forming and reforming
Ever continuing on its' way
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July 03, 2006 04:30 PM EDT --
I have heard of Kensho previously
And of various ways to report it
But recently I ran into a man
With a novel method of deportment.
Some compose verses mainly short.
Some paint on rice . . .
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July 31, 2006 08:08 PM EDT --
In the July sun
The couple strolled in silence
Through a hallowed cemetery
One filled with immerging love.
The other, growing questions
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