GAIA - Hello Poetry

Nov 2014

K Balachandran

Are you the surge, triggering the flight of the transcending bird?
the ultimate mystery, unspeakable, that liberates the seeker.
While awaiting the wingless flight, the moment of soul's effulgence,
you too are a mystery , like the all encompassing spirit, I am one with

The universe is not wholly cognizable,constant transformation
one to something drastically different, and the story never ends.
Known physics, could tell the story,only halfway, the rest is dark
I understand the helplessness of space observatory at Herschel
peering at vast Magellanic cloud galaxy, a mystery in the move.

Is this one/she is the trigger to transform consciousness to super consciousness, wonders the" seeker", embracing each mystic experience
with such eagerness.What he experiences at the time it happens is what the Herschel telescope peering at the large Magellanic cloud in transformation sees!

#mystery #galaxy #union #consciousness #transformation #cosmic

Oct 2014

wordvango

wild free

once I took that gamble there alone in the forest
crawling through leaves brown
was a long while ago
small in the nature of pine and seasons
smelled her tasted
all the berries and leaves
red as blood from my mother
green and wild
I envied
her evolved
and pure forms
limbs keen to
make her forests scream
her fruit
to sway
this day
a long while away
I still look up,
into the canopy of immense
sun peeking through green life
wild, free.

Oct 2014

nivek

sip

sip from the cup overflowing
generosity is eternal

Oct 2014

Diane Jeannette Wenzel

Today's Painting - Honeybees in Blackberry Blossoms

Sunshine on delicate pink
warms and sweetens blackberry nectar.
Scents of nectar
attracts honeybees.
Amber stripes and transparent wings
weave a tapesry on my canvas.

#painting #blossoms #honeybees #blackberry

Oct 2014

Al

beauty

to
me
thunderstorms
are
the
purest
form
of
beauty

#beauty #thunderstorms

Oct 2014

Joe Cole

Autumn Lights

Early this morning drove my wife into work
Nothing unusual about that
What was unusual though was the clarity of the light
Was a beautiful sunlit morning and I was heading east
Straight into the rising sun
Then I noticed the leaves, reds, golds
In that sunlight they seemed almost translucent as the sun
Shone from behind
Every leaf edged with a misty white halo
I know, just a trick of the early morning light
But in all my 69 years I don't ever remember seeing such a sight

Oct 2014

BB Tyler

October 2014 Haiku, Pt. II

snapshots!
                                        the poet & the photographer
                                                                                      marvel

~~~

felled trees
                                nesting Ferns
                                               restful

~~~

Temperate jungle
embrace all traces
of change

~~~

peeing in the rain
understanding the clouds

~~~

Leaf-fall carpet
conifer curtains
The living room

~~~

parallel the River
the road
much slower

~~~

bare-feet over needles
Redwood witnesses

~~~

                       under this
                                                                       a blank page

~~~

October sky
the heat setting with the sun
                                               colors following

~~~

brush stroke clouds
                    the Moon shines through
the ink

Humboldt, CA
&
the Sierra Nevada

Oct 2014

BB Tyler

October 2014 Haiku, Pt. I

wave-front
cloud-break
blue-grey-movement

~~~

below the wind
watching
Redwoods quiver

~~~

the hallowed wine glass
but ah!
the sweet on my lips

~~~

Fennel every Fall
through the chain link fence

~~~

the warmth of my lover
passed hand to hand
polished blue stone

~~~

dust
breaks the silence
sneezing

~~~

a Rose opens
aging
gracefully

~~~

proud Maple
among not yet
yellow Oaks

~~~

peninsulas
embrace the bay
wave-break kisses

~~~

white Aspens
out of sight
white Egret

~~~

Cypress light
spiked and pining

~~~

paying respects
around the lumber mill
procession of Trees

~~~

October road trip
picking haiku
from the breeze

~~~

cloud layers
puzzle piece
the sky

Humboldt, CA

Oct 2014

Nalini

I Don't Know

Illusions of permanence are cutting the very
Depth of this mind while it
Overflows with thoughts and
Never-ending clouds bring
'
Tears to remind how
Knowledge is the whirlwind while
Not-knowing is the silent center; still the
Ongoing winds keep tearing down every
Withered leaf from the tree of my heart.

October 23, 2014

Another one of those late-night poems. Of the kind that don't let go until they're written down on paper, but the moment they're out there, a serenity overtakes your whole being...

#love #life #pain #tears #reality #thoughts #knowledge #illusion #stability #permanence

Oct 2014

BB Tyler

Oddyssea

Given to dharmas, my ignorance. (?)
Given to paths crossing, to others leaving one
far cast from the shore, my trust. (?)

No current floats alone in the ocean.

Drop by drop be led,
thanking all the way
each unseen life and silver fish guardian,
towards the veracious
colored ring
forever in the distance,
deep and
deep.

Given to the kalpas, my passion. (!)
Truculent waves of time behemoth
rising from the depths
ripple the surface
and show those that thought you long forgotten
the beauty, in the shallows,
of the sunset broken,
dancing. (!)

Oct 2014

CA Guilfoyle

Maple tree

Giant skyward leaning
shedding leaves, do you dream long
of summer's greening?

The gold of days have waned
the gray rains sway
fall will leave you
cold in winter's lay.

Seemingly a thousand years old
a seedling sown
born of an ancient
maple forest.

Oct 2014

Nalini

Spaces

Look at this * * *
... star, space, star, space, star, space....

The space between my fingers
the space between the inhale and exhale
the space between the waves, the ocean and the shore
The space between notes in the music
the space between all and nothing
everything comes from nothing
Nothing-at-All...

* * *

Such a miracle...such a miracle...all is...

Oct 2014

Nalini

Spring

Snow melts

Water flows

Making waves on the pavement

Wet legs.