Category Archives: Original Poetry

For our poetic creations

The Wind not of Air

Posted on February 13, 2011 by Michaela

THE WIND NOT OF AIR by Justme ‘Go away oh wind so cold, your stabbing knives Of force are not welcome here’ ‘Who could create such a vile and unwanted thing?’ Oxygen, my food, so very near. Yet, you force … Continue reading →

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Red & Green

Posted on January 5, 2011 by Michaela

A walk along the emerald river passing the dormant vinyards crossing the  frozen creek A strelizia in a vase  

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The Journey

Posted on December 24, 2010 by Michaela

THE JOURNEY By Justme Read by the author At first you did not recognise me…..I came to wake you because you told me so. You told me you would sleep; you told me just a breath ago. It seems so … Continue reading →

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Feeling Like Spam

Posted on December 12, 2010 by dreamfable

Excuse me for not being just who you need. But I don’t really know who I am. Sometimes I’m happy and feeling so good. And sometimes I just feel like spam. Sometimes I feel like the sun in the sky … Continue reading →

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Time stand still

Posted on December 10, 2010 by Michaela

by Justme Spin my friend the wheel of time. Spin it fast and free and true. Lay you not upon its rim, lest time drags you through, The rip and free of wheel, of life, of sickening nausea Rest you … Continue reading →

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My Cushion

Posted on December 4, 2010 by dreamfable

One o’clock in the night. Turning and turning. Cannot sleep. Out of bed, to my cushion. Blanket around me. Sitting in the dark. I feel tensed. I smile at my painbody. “You like keeping awake don’t ya”, I ask. I … Continue reading →

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Imagineering

Posted on November 18, 2010 by jeromemp

Imagineering by Jerome You see sheer and jagged rock, Overhangs and shadows, lichen Grey and green on granite Looming high above any comprehension Of ascending, With only circumnavigation possible. You consider the majesty of the cliff An enigma, cold and … Continue reading →

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On a train

Posted on November 12, 2010 by Michaela

Sitting on a train the landscape flying by Life is there whispers in my ear and fills me with truth and beauty. Mountains capped with snow yellow tops between the firs a bubbly stream flowing round the rocks A bulbous … Continue reading →

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Just being still

Posted on November 3, 2010 by Michaela

Ducks gliding across dark water, chattering softly . A dog barks from afar.

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The Switch

Posted on October 21, 2010 by dsrtsng

It is as if there is a switch. It can be On or Off. When it is On, There is awareness of awareness itself, Of openness, and vital energy. When it is Off, there is thought, Time and egoic identifications. … Continue reading →

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