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mindbringer

By Cycles Fall 2 Replies

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English. Last reply by mindbringer 1 day ago.

mindbringer

Sonnet in Bee Flat

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Oct 19.

mindbringer

Sea King

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Oct 16.

Serkan Engin

who are you dear poet? 2 Replies

Started by Serkan Engin in Poets from Europe. Last reply by Alexander N. Arvanitis Oct 16.

Nibedita Sen

Contentment : © Nibedita Sen

Started by Nibedita Sen in Poets from Asia Oct 12.

Attila ELÜSTÜN

Poetry/Şiir 2 Replies

Started by Attila ELÜSTÜN in Poets from Europe. Last reply by Gunsel DJEMAL Oct 10.

mindbringer

Equinox Fox

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Sep 16.

john moyle

Looking For Poems

Started by john moyle in Poetry in English Sep 15.

Attila ELÜSTÜN

what is poetry? 8 Replies

Started by Attila ELÜSTÜN in Poets from Europe. Last reply by Attila ELÜSTÜN Sep 13.

mindbringer

Mulling It Over

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Sep 13.

mindbringer

Stalk Musings 2 Replies

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English. Last reply by mindbringer Sep 12.

mindbringer

The Conqueror

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Aug 25.

sathya narayana, M.V.S.

poets have social responsibility. Do u agree my friends 16 Replies

Started by sathya narayana, M.V.S. in Poets from Europe. Last reply by Tim Johnson Aug 25.

mindbringer

Columbine Jim

Started by mindbringer in Poets from Europe Aug 25.

mindbringer

High Coo of Daffie

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Aug 25.

mindbringer

The Stage

Started by mindbringer in Poetry in English Aug 24.

gopichandnagasuseela

Poetry a last or lost thing ! 6 Replies

Started by gopichandnagasuseela in Poetry in English. Last reply by Gunsel DJEMAL Jul 30.

Gunsel DJEMAL

To all

Started by Gunsel DJEMAL in Poetry in English Jul 27.

perugu.ramakrishna

want to haiku teacher..?

Started by perugu.ramakrishna in Poets from Europe Jul 8.

Jeyna

Young poets 3 Replies

Started by Jeyna in Poets from Asia. Last reply by Jamsel Ongmo Jun 17.

Blog Posts

Joseph J. Breunig 3rd

Poem: Visionless?

Visionless is no way to be:
having sight, yet unable to see.
Soul's blindness that's dark and deep
indicates your spirit is fast asleep.

Use the Word to ignite your inner spark
and awaken your slumber by the Lord's Light.
To have Life's purpose and meaning for self
promotes character and personal delight.

Having vision is intended for all,
so get fitted with some new glasses.
Accomplishments are attainable, provided you're
willing to use God's Word, while getting off your....




From my book:… Continue

Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 29, 2009 at 2:29pm

Joseph J. Breunig 3rd

Poem: Danger of Zealous Fervor

Yes, the goal is to reach souls;
but at what further cost?
Unacceptable is using fear as mind control
for reaching those considered 'lost'.

When not as an example of victorious living,
the principles of God appear to lose credibility.
If not demonstrating a God that's loving,
then appeal of the Kingdom lacks desirability.

To berate skeptical souls with Hell's threat
will deliberately cause immediate offense.
Salvation is not a game with souls to bet -
Offer encouragement to get off the lukewar… Continue

Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 29, 2009 at 2:28pm

Joseph J. Breunig 3rd

Poem: Eternity

In the quiet garden of Heaven,
one day I'll walk beneath the trees
with the coolness of God's Spirit
flowing more gently than an Earthly breeze.

In the royal kingdom of priests,
I'll run barefoot on streets of soft gold,
overwhelmed by the perfection of peace,
following where angels had previously strolled.

Before the awesome throne room,
I'll exude continual heartfelt praise
as part of God's familial host
safe and secure in everlasting days.



From my book: Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glo… Continue

Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 28, 2009 at 2:34pm

Joseph J. Breunig 3rd

Poem: A Sinner Like Me

Pushing this flesh into alignment,
guided by The Word most holy and pure,
I'm striving to learn principles
for a sanctified life to endure.

My Lord loves me without hesitation
and allowed a part of Himself to die.
He's calling me homeward without reservation;
by His Spirit, to His side, I'll eventually fly.

Knowing I'm a child of His,
during trying times I find true encouragement.
I'm able to lean on His strength
while in search of heavenly ascent.

Stumbling forward with pained progress,
I've… Continue

Posted by Joseph J. Breunig 3rd on October 28, 2009 at 2:33pm

Soaroir de Campos

No BraSil com "S" de Solidariedade

Posted by Soaroir de Campos on October 6, 2009 at 4:00pm

Soaroir de Campos

Estão voltando as flores


(imagemNet)


A Primavera Faz Sina
Soaroir 22/9/09

Do florido pé de manacá
Eu mando umas flores para ti
Além das que deixo por aqui
Outro punhado mando pra lá.

Posted by Soaroir de Campos on October 6, 2009 at 3:32pm

Gunsel DJEMAL

If

if i were a sculptor
i would have sat at the shores of Mediterranean before i started creating...
and would insert my poet hands to your heart and hurt you,
because you have lied to me Cyprus
i had to abandon my childhood; my only toy was your stones,
your plants, ropes and only doll which i used to play were a hand made by my mum
Were always escorted by the soldiers when going to school
i wanted to fall in love on your torso and swim in your waters/you have taken that away...
you offended me in… Continue

Posted by Gunsel DJEMAL on September 23, 2009 at 2:42pm

Serkan Engin

Childhood of Homelessness



Childhood of Homelessness


they draw knife to the grief and throw razor to the hell
with rubbing their courage by the thinner
their stomachs are deserted and their dreams are blind
their pupils are a pair of dices shaken to the pain

they walk with suicide march
violence suckl… Continue

Posted by Serkan Engin on September 22, 2009 at 9:53pm — 3 Comments

Gunsel DJEMAL

Bir resim çizeceğim

kirpikleri kömür karası boyatacağım
gözleri bahar gibi parlak
saçları güneş kadar ışıltılı
dudaklarıysa kan kırmızı
aynada
ya bakarsam sana
sevdiğim
kanım donarda
atmazsa kalbim!

Günsel Djemal 17/9/2009 Randisbourne Gardens-Londra

Posted by Gunsel DJEMAL on September 17, 2009 at 10:03pm

Gunsel DJEMAL

On my forty eighth

i sat/a small dot
dignified woman
in a crowded East Dulwich coffee shop
open books/empty cups/laptops on the
wooden tables
an hour or less
i street gazed
my darling’s image hangs
inside the passing crowd
my happiness was so untouchable
staring at the fallen
Sycamore lush leaf
all the children here
live in posh houses
making love from his arms/
i gave my soul
when skin touched skin
oh bitter sweetness
how can cities be content?
i should pray, sing, dance
and i am weeping
one baby in his buggy cri… Continue

Posted by Gunsel DJEMAL on September 17, 2009 at 9:01pm

DOM NATH KAFLEY

PASSION

Like the
moaning
silent
calm and
deep sea,
my heart
moans to
silence
-passion-
rushing
from the
forehead
right down
--along--
thirsty
calm lips
till it
can trust
the tongue
to hide...

Posted by DOM NATH KAFLEY on September 17, 2009 at 4:44am

Attila ELÜSTÜN

Kanayacağım Güneşi...

dişlerimle kanayacağım
Güneşi...
üstüne rakı içeceğım
üzülme anacığım...
babamı dirilteceğim...


21.06.2009 Bayrampaşa
Atilla Elüstün

Posted by Attila ELÜSTÜN on September 15, 2009 at 2:30am — 1 Comment

Serkan Engin

The G point of the night



The G point of the night



our skins have touched
to the G point of the night
there is a red earthquake
at the lonely places of the skin
the desire has been chatty
when your breath covered my body
your breath is the prologue
of your rainy motions

i am the discoverer
of your body's secret city
my hands has t… Continue

Posted by Serkan Engin on September 14, 2009 at 10:11am — 2 Comments

Gunsel DJEMAL

To my soul

one little goddess inoculated to olive
without spilling, without dropping, read me
don’t you worry, if not earth/ i will bury myself in water
possibly you don’t need to hold my hands
look at the flowers and
into the children’s eyes
and love me.

(W.P.S) Günsel Djemal Djemal 13/2/2009

Posted by Gunsel DJEMAL on September 12, 2009 at 11:31pm

Serkan Engin

The Broken Apprentice



The Broken Apprentice

i couldn’t repair the bonnet of my life
as i have made my heart a hammer
my master disgorges his feeling lowly to me
he expends my youth as oakum

my desires couldn’t being welded anymore
i have been broken from yesterday to tomorrow
they say “your offen… Continue

Posted by Serkan Engin on September 11, 2009 at 8:35pm — 3 Comments

Attila ELÜSTÜN

Open/for you

having a good time at horizon
by spreading it’s scarlet
tulle curtain to the sea
woken-up from asleep
the snow is insidious fox
troubled clouds
cross with each other; weeping
scattered colours
each one of them waiting for their turn
the coughs of the sky
destroys the harmony
the lightning flashes up
fisherman agitated
one cat named Tekir
obviously freezing
had find a shelter
at the smallest door
don’t ask about me…
to you despicable/open/for you

Poem by: Atilla Elustun -26/3/2005 –Istanbul
Tran… Continue

Posted by Attila ELÜSTÜN on September 11, 2009 at 3:38pm

Serkan Engin

BÜTÜN ÖTEKİLER BENİM




BÜTÜN ÖTEKİLER BENİM

Alevi Eşcinsel bir Zenciyim
Ateist Travesti bir Mohikanım
Dersimli bir Laz, Lazistanlı bir Kürdüm
Berlinli bir Pigme, Kongolu bir Germenim

Serkan Engin


Ê DIN GÎ EZIM


Ez reşike kî êlevî û hevgayim
Ez Mohîkane kî travestî û bê xudê me
Laz e kî ji Dersime, Kirmance kî ji… Continue

Posted by Serkan Engin on September 10, 2009 at 10:30am — 1 Comment

Serkan Engin

Ghazal to Pera Belle



Ghazal to Pera Belle

now love is a tearing sea which of blue is thin
i don’t ask that from where a pair of indelible hazel eyes burn

the sky falls down on our life and slim letters spread on us
lame birds bleed to the treble clef of loneliness

now life is a ruined wall which i scratch to my dre… Continue

Posted by Serkan Engin on September 8, 2009 at 3:13pm — 11 Comments

Gunsel DJEMAL

A whole 35 years without olives’

my mother’s hand/soft as a cotton wool caresses my foolish head/five fingers!
couldn’t hold hopes/crazy waves
Mediterranean hey!
Five Fingers caresses/with the hard of her hand
can’t speak/blonde haired meadows
blood ejaculates from the soil/ on to her marigold butter meadows
too many deaths/Mehmet, Huseyin, Andrea, Yiannis...
and their unknown graves
of my day-to-day desires/it is not the waiting we need
should i grow my belly bigger/as if precious, as if?
like my mother I swell/every single dy… Continue

Posted by Gunsel DJEMAL on September 5, 2009 at 3:00pm

Celeste A Ross ~ CAR

The Snake of cold blood green

The Snake of Cold blood green
Vexed and squirms
Thickness and heaviness is away
He left and this time never looked back
Yes I'm free for it was him all along
Sucking the roots of a Peachtree
Just like a wolf robbing every drop of a life til death
Thinking the life would be gone soon
Snake thinking psycho is green blooded cold
slithers on full of black mold
Leaving the world of read passion
For it will only be read
but never red to come to bloom
Outlined in white of old,
A see of true life
thee h… Continue

Posted by Celeste A Ross ~ CAR on August 26, 2009 at 5:00am

 
 

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