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Destiny Poets ― Within this body lies an essence that resonates: an essence of new born in the spring, ever scenting pleasant, sighting nature through an infant’s eyes, fading worries in the chill wind, floating fearless like an untied kite. I resonate with...
Tags: Poetry, Consciousness, Contemplative, Contemporary, Philosophical
Louis Kasatkin ― 10 weeks 3 days ago
Destiny Poets ― Break the hour watch the minutes scatter abroad , they skitter about desperately trying to re-assemble themselves into halves , quarters and thirds of what was that one hour ; alpha’d and omega’d from one through to sixty , ...
Tags: Poetry, Contemplative, Ennui, Passing Of Time
Louis Kasatkin ― 19 weeks ago
Destiny Poets ― Our days hang like calendars on hooks , displayed row upon row upon row upon once a time when , all of our days ran freely in Sylvan meadows , bathed by bright shining sun , care-free unfettered until the … Continue reading →
Tags: Poetry, Contemplative, Dystopia, Ennui
Louis Kasatkin ― 27 weeks ago
The Moron Quotient ― Nylon fabric spread above me like bats’ wings reject the tears wept by a somber sky Water pours from the thin membrane and drips into shallow puddles coarsely reflecting heaven’s sorrow through the manufactured spectrum of a petrol ...
Tags: Less Than 70, Contemplative, Nature, Poetry, Somber
Bob Burnham ― 35 weeks ago
Destiny Poets ― Outside, a long grey morning lingers, its slow light trickling into the cell; yawning awake and staring back from an indifferent mirror, a face dragged from penultimate sleep,to shave and breakfast then read a paper whose pictures and words soon...
Tags: Poetry, Contemplative, Fatalism, Fate, Law And Order
Louis Kasatkin ― 44 weeks ago
Destiny Poets ― Our days fade into the twilight , into the twilight and gone ; gone forever those days , days that faded and are gone into the twilight ; That fading twilight lost somewhere in our empty tomorrows , with all … Continue reading →
Tags: Poetry, Contemplative, Ennui, Philosophical
Louis Kasatkin ― 51 weeks ago
Destiny Poets ― to everyone you’re no-one, with your face blotched with warts and an eye that throbs red in a planet of wrinkles; they call you names but they know you’re just old, Ninety or ninety-five perhaps you can never tell in … Continue...
Tags: Poetry, Contemplative, Observational
Louis Kasatkin ― 18 May, 12
Destiny Poets ― Slow as acorns time awakens , shadows lengthen ; life and death flit across the moon lit fields , waving flags at the staring moon’s face , lit by death’s silent flit acoss flags , waved by staring faces flitting … Continue ...
Tags: Poetry, Contemplative, History
Louis Kasatkin ― 6 Mar, 12
Attempts at Honesty Christian Blog ― Contemplative prayer has become a hot topic. My concern is that by applying labels and generalities we miss an opportunity to learn and grow. The danger is that we throw out the wheat along with the chaff.
Tags: Bible Reflection, Christianity And Culture, Prayer, Bible, Christianity, Contemplative Prayer
Mark McIntyre ― 22 Feb, 12
Destiny Poets ― A slow ,slow morning carapaced with expectation, lilted into life by a Delius melody billowing from the radio; somehow right, somehow apposite, appropriate,matching the myriad frost-hued windows illumined by tentative strokes of sunlight,...
Tags: Poetry, Contemplative, Reflections, Spiritual
Louis Kasatkin ― 31 Jan, 12
Destiny Poets ― Lead me into that gentle soft morning, to that place where men once stood commanding the Sun, to that place where a half forgotten long ago adagio whispers through the air, across the broken ground and its sleeping grass, to … Continue ...
Tags: Poetry, Contemplative, Ennui, Nostalgia
Louis Kasatkin ― 27 Jan, 12
Destiny Poets ― The Hours wait, impatient for the day to start. One,Two and Three, begin to count and count again, the seconds the minutes every one of them. Four and Five, stare stolidly at those before and at those to come, knowing … Continue reading →
Tags: Poetry, Contemplative, Fatalism, Surrealism
Louis Kasatkin ― 12 Jan, 12
Self-confidence can be developed in many different ways. I’ve used hypnosis with ...
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