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This is a group in which to post poetry that you have written yourself. It may be long or short, polished or rough, a celebration or an experiment. It is not a competition, more a place where we can share and appreciate and learn from each other and discuss each other's poems.

The poems are grouped into "discussions". Each discussion may be a theme or a poetry form. Each discussion can grow into a little collection. Add individual poems as "Comments" within the appropriate section. You can also add remarks as comments too. If there is no appropriate section, start a new one. If you feel clumsy doing this, don't worry - the site moderator will tidy it up later. Poems added should be broadly connected with the theme title of the discussion, but do not have to relate directly to other poems already posted.

Writing poetry can be everything from a light amusement through to a deep spiritual practice. Enjoy.

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Started by Dayamay Dunsby. Last reply by David Brazier Jul 12. 1 Reply

Just to be able to see,The black night against the many shades of day.Far worlds within reach.Space enough to stretch your mind to the stars.Continue


Started by David Brazier. Last reply by Mat Osmond Apr 18. 1 Reply

There is no cause for happiness,only misery wants reason,yet happiness has prompts innumerablewhile misery is mute;yet when we know the cause of our distressit has its limit with its season,only enduring malady is unableto give account that is not moot;while joy can sing and raise and blessand skip come rain, come cloud, come sun,so that it blossoms still more ableto carry on its fair pursuit.Continue


Started by David Brazier. Last reply by David Brazier Apr 6. 22 Replies

This is a place for posting haiku.A haiku is a 17 syllable poem, generally consisting of three lines with 5-7-5 syllables respectively. Normally the final line gives a twist or "turn" to the meaning or makes a reference to the season of the year. Traditionally, in Japan, haiku were often about the moon, clouds, cherry blossom,…Continue

Memories and faith

Started by Andrew. Last reply by Dayamay Dunsby Apr 1. 2 Replies

The memories like a swirling cloud of a distant life that knew no bound.A soul that hurt and knew the fear of loneliness and uncertain frown.Like echoes from a distant room they come to haunt and I feel them Strewn about my mind like swirling clouds from a distant life that knew no bound.In tortured twists and silent words I hear the memories like angry verse they come at dusk they come at dawn they come to hurt they come to mourn the passing of a life so torn with anger lust and passing scorn…Continue


Started by David Brazier Mar 24. 0 Replies

The rain was heavy last night, by noon once again all fine and clear, on the horizon tiny clouds gatheringwith attitude.Were everything in one’s world pure so would be one’s heart. In that case, however, No objection to stormy weather.Continue

The white crow

Started by anki. Last reply by anki Mar 22. 2 Replies

There he is walking from the land of golden sandsWhere the sun never sets and the moon never rises.Walking the cracked grounds of the desert SaharaTo cross the sea and come to you, The messenger of faith is hereSee his glory and bow to his honorFor he shall cross many sea’s and pass the desertOnly to reach you and give you wisdom, Meet the white crow and see all his wisdom within his eyesFeel the pain within his chest from all that you let him see. Remember 13th dec 2049 for that is the day he…Continue

The blue star

Started by anki. Last reply by Dayamay Dunsby Mar 22. 1 Reply

You eye in the sky seer of the allJudge of the blind, all knowing and all encompassing.Sirius star of wisdom, bringer of balance guide of humanityTell me the answer I seek, let me know which way to go.On my knees I am begging for your words.Blue queen of secrets unveil yourself to me, show me the path.Not the one my feet walk on, but the one my heart beats on. Soul to soul I ask of you enlighten me with your presenceCome down and show me the way of the divine.Let life, love and light shower me…Continue

Morning Meditation.

Started by Dayamay Dunsby Feb 17. 0 Replies

Beautiful sky.Dark clouds with a rugged tear,Stretching across the horizon,and giving a sense of worlds beyond.A rip in the curtain of delusion,forming a peephole through to the Pure Land.The sweet sound of the birds is an echo of my breathing,and not apart from it.Many Buddhas and much rejoicing as the universe celebrates the power of practice,sending waves of bliss and passion into my heart.The world rests in a deep trance,awaiting the call to service.Namo Amida Bu!Continue


Started by David Brazier Feb 4. 0 Replies

FAITHFaith is fearless, faith sings gaily, she touches me tenderly when I’m sad. Faith sits quietly in the sun remembering all the fun we’ve had. Faith inspires as a rising fire then lies in wait as yesterday’s ashes; she comes in the wind, in the hailing storm to batter upon me, rain that splashes. Faith is existence, love and being, quiet in the shadow beside my chair, whether she’s needed or quite forgotten my heart is at peace because she’s there.Continue


Started by David Brazier. Last reply by David Brazier Jan 29. 4 Replies

Seventy circuits round the sun,although it seems she circuits me,each day with nothing still to lack, her face arises... I bow low.From this illusion springs our woe,so natural the illusion isto think one does not budge one jotas all revolves around.Copernicus shot down conceit.Galileo should have said “Any yet WE move”.Our best of science but one viewone fraction of the whole.As I grow old I know much moreabout my ignorance and darkand as I grow so dark below,stars dimly seen emerge and grow.Continue

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Comment by Andrew on April 6, 2017 at 23:09
Strangers passing in the dark fleeting glances.
Not knowing or caring about the others path
Where will it take them who pass without a word
Not a kind thought or care for the other as they glance
Not this for me I who must acknowledge who must care
Comment by Kim Terrell on March 25, 2017 at 8:38

Flying South

Time flying by me
thoughts nosily flocking south
headed to new worlds.

Comment by Andrew Ralph Cheffings on March 3, 2017 at 15:43


A garden is not a plan on paper,

It is not moving rocks, water and earth around;

It is gardening,

And everything gardens.

Comment by Dayamay Dunsby on December 13, 2016 at 9:46
A little poem that came to me in the shrine room this morning:


If you had a voice,
Would it be a whisper that trails into nothing,
or a shrill cry, desperate to be heard. Would your words be blunt and abrupt,
or would you gently charm the ears of folk.
Talk, chatter, pass the time of day. Sing, scream, break the silence in two.
No more than a noise resonating in an empty space.

Namo Amida Bu(. ;
Comment by Diane Cadman on June 23, 2016 at 16:44

This is a poem I write about my stay at La Ville au Roi, It doesn't fit with anything in current discussion so hope it is OK, for me it feels like a a good place to start making contributions.



First night in the sheep house

candle blown out,

I lie awake listening

to the walls

making no sound.


Animal antecedents are

embedded in this stone.

I feel them breathe, bellow,

stamp and scrape

the rock floor.


Birth, death and living

surround me here,

 holding me wakeful;

alert in the power 

of total blackness.


Beyond its walls

woodlands spread away

generating ever deeper

darkness of canopy,

field and thicket.


Creeping out, only my steps 

break the silence.

Above is brightness;

a black bowl of stars are

threaded on imaginary chains.


Loops of light years apart;

planets far more ancient

than sheep house walls,

are patterns to my eye,

symbols in my mind,

lanterns for my soul.

Comment by Carol English on November 8, 2015 at 8:56
I expect I'll get them all into the wrong places anyhow. Let me know when I do and I'll move them. The haiku are easier as they are defined by form rather than content :-)
Comment by David Brazier on November 7, 2015 at 7:59

OK, I've done some reorganisation. I hope this makes it easier to group poems together, either by form or by content. Each discussion can potentially build into a little collection, sometimes with some prose comments also.

Comment by David Brazier on November 7, 2015 at 7:37

Why not create a discussion for a poetry category - one's I have in mind to add are Journey Poems, Nature, Love, Metaphysical Poems, but other categories could also be relevant.

Comment by Carol English on November 6, 2015 at 20:01
I feel a bit strange posting a poem over talk of your request for Haikus though. Perhaps i will just leave it off for now.
Comment by Carol English on November 6, 2015 at 19:59

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Posted by David Brazier on December 6, 2017 at 10:08 1 Comment

Johnny Hallyday died just after midnight this morning.

A vous autres, hommes faibles et merveilleux

Qui mettez tant de grâce a vous retirer du jeu

Il faut qu'une main posée sur votre épaule

Vous pousse vers la vie, cette main tendre et légère

On a tous quelque chose en nous de Tennessee

Cette volonté de prolonger la nuit

Ce désir fou de vivre une autre vie

Ce rêve en nous avec ses mots à lui

Quelque chose de Tennessee

Cette force qui nous…



Posted by Susthama Kim on December 5, 2017 at 22:30 0 Comments

i have been attending a parent and toddler group at the Steiner school in Kings Langley for a little while. I first started going there with Selena and then started taking Dorian there in September. It’s a lovely place with a different outlook and philosophy, and where I have learned about the Rubicon stage, but unfortunately the regulatory body Ofsted had rated it badly and so it had to introduce radical measures in order to stay open. 

But these changes have made things worse for…


By sheer power of aspiration

Posted by Susthama Kim on December 3, 2017 at 22:30 4 Comments

Ever since my ordination back in Dec 2003 I have always loved being involved in or being a witness to someone taking a step onto the Buddhist path. The aspirant or candidate taking on the Amida precepts always appears solemn, and sincere, and as I listen to the vows and see how willing they are to aspire to live an ideal life they become even bigger with a certain amount of gravitas and I find myself shrinking and becoming less Significant. It is a wonderfully moving experience and so I always… Continue

letter to Father Christmas

Posted by Susthama Kim on December 2, 2017 at 22:36 6 Comments

Dear Father Christmas,

Please can I have a light up Christmas tree and the prettiest baubles in your workshop. Love Selena

My daughter is 5 and loves decorations. She would love to have a garden with lots of flowers and fruit trees and plants but we live in a flat with a balcony so she spends time enjoying other people’s garden whenever she can. So maybe this Christmas we will try and create a mini Pureland garden on our balcony.

This Bodhi retreat she and her… Continue

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