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 Oct 2015 KarmaPolice
Tim Spencer
(improvised poem for the purposes of requesting an invite)

But so it goes,
And so it goes,
Tiring spiral,
Slow decline,
Lined with turmoil,
Past the prime,
Sinking motion,
Lost in time,
Dulled emotion,
Loosened line,
Dull and heavy
Sadness grows,
And heaven knows,
But so it goes.
Improvised poem for the purposes of completing sign-up!
Write lines upon my heart
in pure white light
and I will read them
  
Taste the nectar
of unbounded
sincerity

Breathe in blossoming
warm compassion

Taste the nectar
of unbounded
sincerity

Touch the tender pool
of infinite white light
    
Breathe in blossoming
warm compassion

Taste the nectar
of unbounded
sincerity

Meet me in the air space
between your thoughts
For this is holy ground
With the greatest humility and gratitude, I wish to dedicate this poem tonight to all of you at HP who have shown such lovely support for this quiet poem, which emerged from my deepest inner awareness.
Above all, gratitude to my Teachers.
©Elisa Maria Argiro
A little aloof I shall stay
Before another tempest hits the bay
Anchoring me down again
Into surplus societal pain

Sharing the ocean can get rough
Absconding high tides is tough
I need to gather myself in vain
Before I crash once again

So I shall breathe, smile and have a good time
And hold on to things that are mine
Whilst I cover up the timeworn stain
And soak my wrath in the rain!

-Zainab Attari
 Sep 2015 KarmaPolice
Luann Jung
There is a blue area in my heart
It is neither dark nor light
not the sky or the ocean.
Instead, it is somewhere
in between, where the birds
and the ships disappear
into nothing as they become
smaller and smaller and
more and more isolated.
There is a strange space in my heart
It is neither here or there.
It is made up of the differences between
eyes and seeing and observing.
It is made up of the change between
one wave and the next and the next.
There is a black circle in my heart
It is black, that's for sure, because
there is nothing beyond it.
Like an empty hole facing the
darkness of oblivion, looking in is the
same from both sides. And slowly,
like an infection, the blackness
spreads until it becomes bigger
than I could ever be.
 Sep 2015 KarmaPolice
Joe Cole
The poetry in the stanza stones
Are words now writ in rock
Words that my poor verse can't compare
For I lack the poetic charm

But my words are sweet and simple
Easy words for you to read
Words poetic??????
Maybe
But ''Tis you who must make the choice

Many brilliant minds post here
Poems long that must be read
Well I keep them short and simple
But with a message to be heard
Maybe one day I might get round to finishing this but that time for me is not now. If some aspiring poet wants to make it a collaboration please feel free
 Sep 2015 KarmaPolice
Vesper
Take my hand,
I'll help you stand.
Together we cry, together we love
I'll take you to a far away land.

Where I'll mend your broken heart,
and have a brand new start.
Together, you and me,
In this place, we will build our own destiny.
Ace
 Sep 2015 KarmaPolice
susan
i flip through
the kaleidoscope of dreams
that are stored in my head
looking for the one
that generates the minimalist of pain
convincing myself
that if dreams truly come true
this one would produce
the least damage.
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