Category: The Arts

  • If you must smoke…

      Copyright © 2007 Jaiya John jaiyajohn.com facebook.com/JaiyaJohn – See more at poetry.

  • SOMETIMES

    Sometimes Sometimes we share with friends Sometimes we retreat Albeit In those other times, the other feels they May Have shared too much Such, Is, the value of friendship Memory is of no matter in friendship. As another day, is simply another warm day , With friends.    KATE RODDICK  studied Tibetan Medicine for seven-years…

  • CLOUDS

    CLOUDS 1 We are the progeny of unfathomable waters.                     borne by summer  heat. At our birth there was great jubilation:                     laughing, the sun scaled the waves, Essential, pure and bright,                    sparkled and glistened. A…

  • FOUR POEMS

    Cartography   Following the old maps, he arrived just where he had planned to be. The landscape conformed to interpretation: that hill, those clumps of trees, the village gathered around the bridge.  He saw the things he’d expected to see, given the forecasts, the time of year: the lone fox and the raven falling.  …

  • FRESH PEACE

    A key to wisdom is having no knowledge.   A key to learning is losing your education.   A key to fulfillment is embracing emptiness.   A key to Peace is accepting the storm.   A key to Love is forgetting your defenses.   A key to happiness is anticipating it unconditionally.   A key…

  • MEDITATION: IN A HOUSE OF STONE

    MEDITATION A Hopi woman sits daily on a hand woven blanket atop a rock in the desert at sunset, gazing deep into the umber parade of colors arcing over the horizon. Some ask her why she sits and stares. She says, “I turn to the sky to remember that I am forever provided for. A…

  • POETRY by MARGARET FORD

          “Poet, haiku lover, tiny and often terrified. In another lifetime I worked for the Scottish Government and Bodhicharya, now enjoying retirement and free falling…..”        

  • I FIND MY SACRED LAKE

    I FIND MY SACRED LAKE     I find my Sacred Lake. I call my ancestral tribe of sacred servants: All you healers, mystics, medicine women and men, teachers, nurses, doctors, shamans, holy ones, warriors. All of you who pour out your blood on the fragile grass of lives, who surrender your comforts for the chance…

  • REVEALING MANJUSHRI

         The Vajrakilaya Puja of the Khon Lineage of the Sakyapa Tradition;  Sakya Centre, India     Message: Hello, Here is a poem which fits with your Many Roads Poetry Section. It is written for my teacher, His Holiness Sakya Trizin.    Revealing Manjushri   The deity, deep in its realm   of pure…

  • POETRY BY DAN CAVIN

    Rainbows or The Ballad of Charlie MacRae     Many think when a rainbow hangs over the hill That it harbours a crock full of gold, A deity worshipped by those who believe That love can be purchased or sold.   Sir James had a beautiful house in the glen, And when he was forty…

  • PHOTOGRAPHS BY SANGITA RAJBHANDARI

          Caltha palustris var himalensis  IMG_6170 Rhododendron lepidotum Begonia picta Photographs of  Nepalese flowers by Dr Sangita Rajbhandari, Sangeeta Rajbhandary, PhD Associate Professor Central Department of Botany Tribhuvan University Kirtipur, Kathmandu, Nepal Currently at Royal Botanic Garden, Edinburgh            

  • A PRAYER TO AVERT NUCLEAR WAR

    “A Prayer to Avert Nuclear War” Posted on May 19, 2013 by jenspeternielzen Namo Guru Ratnatraya!   To the Teacher and the Three Jewels, I bow. True leader of the golden age — Crown of the Shakyas! Second Buddha, Prince of Oddiyana, Lake-Born Vajra, Bodhisattvas, eight closest spiritual heirs, The high noble ones, Avalokiteshvara, Manjushri, Vajrapani, and the others! Twenty-one…

  • REBIRTH OF THE SOUL by PATRICK O’BRIEN

    Rebirth of the Soul Desperately trying to exclude, The mists of choice, fury, like from dislike, voices of opinion, All of which rattle, The demons that make the path unstable. Not easily discarded, they are strong and persistent, Unable to be destroyed, Awareness is the only weapon, It can keep them at bay.

  • FOUR POEMS BY ANGUS OGILVY

    Coruscation Light accentuates dark.   In winter dawns I turn on my lamp and morning rolls over to midnight.   Dark accentuates light.   Relinquishing gloom I am dazzled by the lustre of the universe.   It doesn’t matter that the house burns down in the night in a preemptive attack on murk.   It…

  • Teahouse Blossom by Shelagh Gardiner

                                 

  • Out of my mind, unique falling … by Anne H

    One of many of my “Thought – Explosions” ….. : Stay. Nothing. A while. How long does it take to stay a while? How much do you have to investigate? Stay. Nothing. Blindness covers the night. Daylight  is a grey mess of everything. Stay. Nothing. What’s the price? Forever staying? None ever said. Will say.…

  • Leaf By Mustapha Zaidi

    Immortal leaf, eternal life Don’t be afraid my friend, death is just a belief. Nothing has been born, nothing will die, even not a leaf. Your fears will leave, if in your thoughts you don’t believe. Don’t you see that everyone and everything is immortal? A leaf never leaves life, for it is life, and…