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1.4k · Aug 2016
a heart filled with joy
my heart
bursts with
joy when
I hold
you tight
Poem for my daughter.
1.4k · Mar 2014
love blooming
no words
can describe
the love
blooming
in my
soul.
10 w
1.4k · Dec 2014
a morning stir
the whole world quakes
when you stir
my heart leaps
1.4k · Apr 2014
slumber
I awake from a dream of love,
a love that exists between
you and me.

The love born of daily commitment,
a tender word even when our muscles
ache and our hearts are heavy.

Our love is born from slumber,
a long forgotten time when we
walked in paradise connected to all of creation.

A love born out of suffering and shared experiences,
a love that grows from each day waking up to gaze
into each other's eyes.

I am grateful that our love is more than a dream: an echo of our subconscious memories
from our long forgotten past.

Our love is a reality
here and now.
1.4k · Apr 2014
undone
I am undone by your
eyes
burning through my
lies.
10w
1.4k · Sep 2014
a sage
not lost or found
nor seeking or avoiding
just **being
I was thinking about Taoist sages as I watched an old Tibetan Terrier named Ping sleep.  If dogs can be sages, then he truly embodies the Way. ;)
1.4k · Aug 2017
grace (10w)
a free gift
undeserved
like a child's
joyful laughter
1.3k · Dec 2012
desire 2
compulsion erupts into desire
molded into empty shame.  
****** desire gone awry,
when all i wanted was
not to feel alone.

                                                         ­                         desire burst into a full on
                                                              ­                    obsession, and the loneliness
                                                      ­                            i tried to fill only gets bigger and
                                                             ­                     bigger.  
                    
                                  A life built on lies only lead to
                                  more shame and guilt.  
                                  It wasn't until I desired to try
                                  something different that I became
                                  free of compulsion.

I  am free.

Alive to live my life,
Moment to moment.

Free to
Run into
Eternity with
Ease and peace.
1.3k · Oct 2014
whisper
a quiet whisper
of truth

really love before
you *die
Gentle whisper in the silence of early morning
1.3k · May 2014
a love song
i love you even when you are stressed,
when your lips purse into a pout

i love you even when you are sick,
and your body aches

i promise to make you tomato soup
and give you back massages

most of all,
I will remind you I love you
no matter how scared you are

I will keep reminding you
I love you with my being,
words and actions
love note for my wife
1.3k · Apr 2014
lift
crushed by the weight
of despair

lifted by Divine love
10w
1.3k · May 2016
my true home
my true home rests in
the seat of my *heart
1.3k · Jan 2016
anger (11w)
anger simmers quietly
until I find the strength
to let go
First written on my Tumblr page: wolf-jedi.tumblr.com
1.3k · Nov 2014
bombarded with hope
I wish we lived in a world
where we were bombarded with messages of hope
that encourage us to grow

instead of being bombarded with messages of futility
that our worth lies in meaningless products
and how and what we consume
we are told to conform

I am more than my material possessions
and how much I get on my paycheck
1.2k · Dec 2011
cold feet
winter days
always remind me of you.
                                                                                        the way your feet would
                                                                                        touch  my feet under the covers.
i could never keep you warm,
but later i realized  that wasn't my job.

                                                                                        your warm breath against my chest,
                                                                                        and your icy cold feet woke me up.
i wanted so badly to embrace you with
all my warmth and love.  
                                                                                        i woke up to the reality that  i didn't have
                                                                                        enough warmth to give away.
now, i'm warm and alone.  
i miss your cold feet.
                                                                                        slowly waking up,
                                                                                        feet and all.
corrosion of the soul
happens slowly but surely
by crushing grind of monotony.

each day society tells me my
value is based on my function and production,
and little by little I am crushed by failing expectations
that are not my own.

my soul slowly corrodes into nothing, but
out of the vast emptiness, life emerges again.
I yearn to be free, and this time I bear my
wounds with honesty and dignity. I am
unashamed about my soul being free to be me.

I have value period, not based on function or production,
but simply because I have a spark of life within me.
a divine spark that gives brith to new life
within me each day, each moment.
Words written to give me hope in a capitalist society that judges me by what I can do and produce, also written to free myself of my own self judgement.  I am enough simply being me.
autum comes
I am a lone leaf on a tree
holding for dear life
last one to
fall

winter comes
and I am huddled
on the ground with my
fallen brothers and sisters

I return to the earth
and absorbed back into the great source
the giver of life
the tree

spring comes
I am reborn again
budding, growing
and no longer alone on the tree
I had forgotten that I was never alone
I was holding on when I should of let go
to join the great connection
of life
Poem written upon Joe's request.

"many leaves, one tree: we're all individuals, but we're all connected."--epic (movie). Great wisdom is in children's films and literature.
1.2k · Nov 2018
being a daddy
being your daddy means
being patient even
when you won’t go to bed

being your daddy means
loving you even
when I’m so tired

being your daddy means
showing up as I am
and doing the best I can
1.2k · Jan 2015
hearth
a warm place to gather
a place of safety
where you huddle
with those you love

i have built a hearth
around the fires of
my heart

i welcome you
in friendship and in love
i ask nothing in return
but merely that you
stay long enough
to rest your weary
heart
This is what I imagine Divine Love to be, an invitation that God makes to all of us.
1.2k · May 2016
Buddha on Poetry
Better than a speech of a thousand vain words is
one thoughtful word which brings peace to the mind.
Better than a poem of a thousand vain verses is
one thoughtful line which brings peace to the mind.
Better than a hundred poems of vain stanzas is one
word of the dharma that brings peace to the mind.
Verses 100-102 from the Dhammapada as translated by Eknath Easwaran.
1.2k · Aug 2015
cafe (10w)
hustle and bustle
voices rising
into a symphony of noise
written at lamplighter cafe
1.2k · Mar 2015
air
air
gasping for air
I feel like I am dying
can't breathe...
until at last
I realized I was choking
on my old resentments

as I let go of each one
the air I breathe become
clear and deep
flooding me with life
1.2k · Jun 2014
little bursts of light
my heart filled
with gratitude

I am overflowing
with Love

Life seemed so
dreadfully pointless

And now everything
comes alive
20w
1.2k · Nov 2015
the gift of you (10w)
your life is such a blessing
it brings me joy
For my daughter Winnie,  who turned 1 on Nov. 11.
1.2k · Aug 2016
loving fiercely
I am awake  to life
opening my heart
loving fiercely
1.2k · May 2016
grace
free gift of sobriety
that makes
life and laughter possible
Written in gratitude for a nice visit from my mother and brother with my daughter.
1.2k · Mar 2014
coalesce into nothing 2
when my pride becomes    unbearable
I coalesce into                       nothing.
I rush to You in                     love,
with courage to be                vulnerable.
asking for                               help,
so I can                                     live.
First line inspired by comment by r that pride was unbearable in response to first version of this poem.  Thanks r.  A whole new poem rose out of reworking the first line.
1.2k · Oct 2014
pass it on
I can only give
what I have

may I practice
compassion and forgiveness
with myself,
so I can *pass it on
1.2k · Dec 2014
hover
I hover between worlds
"I am a spiritual being having a human experience"
and not the other way around,
when I embrace that truth
each single moment shines with brilliance.
quote from teilhard de chardin, who was a theologian/ philosopher and Jesuit priest.
1.2k · Sep 2017
love
love uncovers
old hurt places
and renews
what is good
1.2k · Jun 2014
little awakenings on my bike
the wind greets me gently
and i embrace its touch

my heart sings as I ride
into the unknown path
20w
1.2k · Jul 2017
away (10w)
all words
dried up
but like
a boomerang
poetry returns
Took a long hiatus from HP, but hopefully back for a while.
1.2k · Mar 2012
cool like kerouac
i want to be
cool like
kerouac
                           bursting into a million
                           pieces with complete
                           abandon

oh jack.  
you were so wise
yet so lost in your
oblivion.
                                                                        i'm cool like kerouac
                                                                        lost in nostalgia for
                                                                        those aimless wandering
                                                                        years
not cool
cool
it's all the same
jack


                                on the road seeking a
                                new freedom
                                now that's cool
                                like far out zen cool
                                cool like ikkyu
1.2k · Mar 2014
Beloved
In Your  eyes
I see a brief glimpse
of eternity
10 w
1.2k · Oct 2016
time
days arise
and fall
like the
ocean waves
crashing ashore
1.2k · Mar 2014
simple
I saw
two hearts meet
into one

a soft touch
a tender word
to open up to love

life is simple
we live to love
and die in love to
return home
1.2k · Mar 2014
dare to
leap inside
the unknown
beauty of Love
to become *One
10 w
1.2k · Jun 2016
walking through the night
starry night
shining bright
guide me
towards the
Infinite Light
1.1k · Oct 2017
broken trust
trust is easier to break
than to put together again
anger leads me to the gates of hell
a short trip from fear to anger,
then to rage

heaven and hell is a state I live in
here and now
1.1k · Oct 2014
anarchist's prayer
Lord, I cry out to you with a wrathful
heart.

I cry out with a heart of an anarchist
being shaped into a pacifist.

I want to put my fists through
the hearts of the oppressors.

I show them love.

I bleed onto my enemies.

I bleed for you.
Written in 10/14/2008
I found this poem in one of my old journals.  It was during my first year at a Methodist seminary after I had been part of an anarchist community in Cali.
1.1k · Feb 2012
desire
my body craves your touch
like i crave a bottle of scotch.

i know that your love is toxic,
but my body yearns to possess you until i see fit.

i know such thoughts lead to oblivion,
and i want to be healthy and whole.

on most days, i desire to be known fully as i am.
i desire for genuine connection,
and not mere obsession.

but somedays, the old crazy needy me comes out.
behind that dark figure lies a lonely boy desiring to be loved,
yearning to be held, and wanting to accepted as he is.

i embrace myself with all my heart,
all of me, the crazy me, the sad little boy,
and me just trying to grow and heal.

i desire to love and be loved.
i am loved.
i will someday be united
with the Beloved.  
Till then, happy trails.
1.1k · Mar 2014
sweet ecstasy
take me to the edge of oblivion,
promise me your empty lies.

sweet ecstacy,
you take me to the edge of madness.

I have been here time and time again,
I always trust you with my heart.

In this brief moment of sanity,
I choose the mundane reality of my life
with promises of joys and pains.

There is a quiet transcendent ecstasy
in a life that leads to wholeness.
1.1k · Feb 2014
Love Poem: to Yoda
You are a Taoist sage
in a tiny green body.

You are a voice crying out
in the wilderness like
John the Baptist.

You direct me towards
the connection of all things
large and small,
seen and unseen.

Your laughter cuts through
the arrogance of my youth.

You call me to a deeper wholeness.

May the Tao that cannot be named
flow in and through you.

Thank You. I Love You.
1.1k · Jul 2014
you are not alone
I remember when I was lost in depression and self-loathing,
how alone I felt.

Even when I was surrounded by people, who I loved and loved me, I felt disconnected and numb.

This poem is a small message to all of you who felt and feel this way that you are not alone.

No suggestions or advice.  Often the friends and strangers that helped me the most when I was really lost in myself were the ones who drew near and were just with me.

A silent loving presence means a lot when you feel numb to life.  A simple tender touch might not break through the walls of depression in the moment, but I remember those warm touches in hind sight.  

Loving presence were subtle lamp posts that guided me out of the darkness of depression, resentments, self-pity, and hate.

All I have are these words as totems of a loving presence given to me by others that reminded me that I am not alone.  A gentle touch, a silent smile, or just hearing the breath of a loved one sitting quietly next to you.
dew drops glisten
as the morning light dances
in peaceful silence

in peaceful silence
the great eastern sun rises
greening the ridges


Greening the ridges
Of the mountains and the vales
Delightful—serene.

Delightful— Serene
Flowers Waltz Upon The Ground
Feel The Rising Sun

Feeling the rising sun
Beaming on angelic faces
Leaving a heart dazed


Leaving a heart dazed
In love with this tranquil scenery -
A true beauty!

A true beauty
Of love and colours,
Brightening life forever.


Brightnening life forever,
Like a dove engulfed in a clear sky,
Yet a trick of our sore eyes.

Yet a trick of our sore eyes
Cannot obscure the glistening
Of whispered rain


of whispered rain
which drenches our mother earth
in a warm and loving embrace

In a warm and loving embrace,
The winds prance apace
While the rain sings its tranquil grace


while the rain sings it's tranquil grace
my soul dances with joy and
my heart joins in the song of the universe
To anyone who would like to add onto this, please leave your lines on comments and I will update it as
people add on.  This is an ongoing collaborative piece.  

The format is 3 lines, and 1st line begins with the last line of previous 3 lines.  I discovered this way of collaborating on a different site and it's like playing telephone with poetry.  You can add multiple times as long as you are not responding to yourself.  It feels like a fun game with words.

1st stanza & 12th stanza written by me
2nd stanza written by John from Austin, TX
3rd stanza by Timothy: http://hellopoetry.com/timothy/
4th stanza by Marian: http://hellopoetry.com/marian/
5th stanza by Cat aka catbrd:
http://hellopoetry.com/cathy-s/
6th stanza by Blythe:
http://hellopoetry.com/blythe/
7th stanza &11th stanza by Mercury Chap:
http://hellopoetry.com/mercury-chap/
8th stanza by Snowy Writer:
http://hellopoetry.com/SnowyWriter/
9th stanza by Parsavagely Kompenere
http://hellopoetry.com/parsavagely-kompenere/
10th stanza by Pamela Rae:
http://hellopoetry.com/pamela-rae/
1.1k · Mar 2014
tummy & heart (10 w)
a rumble in
my tummy,
joyful noise in
my heart
It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since u took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
Since you took your love away
Since you been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
But nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues

'Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

It's been so lonely without you here
Like a bird without a song
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
Tell me baby where did I go wrong

Nothing compares
Nothing Compares to you

I could put my arms around every boy I see
But they'd only remind me of you
I went to the doctor and guess what he told me
Guess what he told me
He said girl you better try to have fun
No matter what you do
But he's a fool

'Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

All the flowers that you planted, mama
In the back yard
All died when you went away
I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard
But I'm willing to give it another try

Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
lyrics to Sinead O'Connor's Nothing Compares to You
lately I have been making co-dependent love songs into love songs to God in my head, and if you take this approach, this song becomes a song about struggle with faith and trust.
1.1k · Apr 2014
spring
your love
melts into me
thawing my icy
*heart free
10w
1.1k · Jul 2015
apathy & poetry
poetry is my remedy for apathy
strange how simple words can
cut away through my indifference

the act of creation in the written word
helps me connect to something greater than myself,
so slowly but surely my numbness subsides

poetry leads me into mystery,
where beauty can be found in
simplicity of a single moment

my mundane life flowers into
a spiritual experience,
when I flow into love and service

there is either apathy or poetry
in changing a poopy diaper,
pausing before saying a hurtful word,
and letting go the need to be right.

my life moves and quakes into new being,
and all because i let words flow in me and through me.
i am a living book bursting at the seams,
waiting to be poured out and shared.

spoken and written words break me out of isolation,
and sets me free.

two simple words cut through my apathy,
"thank you."
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