Category: Poetry

  • The Horses by Edwin Muir

    The Horses   Barely a twelvemonth after The seven days war that put the world to sleep, Late in the evening the strange horses came. By then we had made our covenant with silence, But in the first few days it was so still We listened to our breathing and were afraid. On the second…

  • NON-HATRED

    “He abused me, he struck me, he defeated me, he robbed me” – in those who harbour thoughts like these hatred will never be allayed. For in this world hatred is never allayed by further acts of hate. It is allayed by non-hatred: that is the fixed and ageless law. Those others do not recognize…

  • A Cure for Insomnia

    A Cure for Insomnia Everyone should have a garden in the mind that they can tend when sleep evades them and the slow hours stick in the night. You have only to close your eyes to see, waiting for you, a green lawn, daisy-flecked; a corner where pink clover sends its scent to the bees.…

  • POETRY BY MAEVE O’SULLIVAN

    White Star the majestic steamer slips into the sea- first voyage spinning his top… the child who survived to die three years later she goes back in for the hat from her mother- makes the lifeboat the pills in her pocket eventually identifying the lost Irishwoman anchor, propeller side-scuttle… these rusticles a hundred years in…

  • GOING FOR WATER by ROBERT FROST

    Going for Water By Robert Frost The well was dry beside the door,  And so we went with pail and can Across the fields behind the house  To seek the brook if it still ran; Not loth to have excuse to go,  Because the autumn eve was fair (Though chill) because the fields were ours,…

  • JOY’S CUP

    JOY’S CUP   by Jaiya John    THERE IS A CHALICE from which all souls may freely drink. It is called Joy. It is filled with Love and Compassion, yes, and also with those subtler tonics of Laughter, Humor, Levity. It brims with Hope and Faith, Truth and Honesty, Nakedness and Humility. It is rich with…

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  • 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…

  • 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…