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Write for Those Who Understand

Caustic it feels, Callous it reels. Ideas and soul Are the loophole. Inspect they must, Scanning they trust. Penning your style Makes them hostile. "No force, my dear. Mark my words, seer. Love's obsolete. God's an effete." Their rulings may suit their ghetto, Truth'll never be counterfeited. So prattle, revile, and deride- Insight is a prerequisite; Respect would give you more credit. Read with your heart, Judge with your soul. Beauty's in the eyes of the beholder. Jealousy arises with hel… Continue

Posted by Cendrine Marrouat on June 30, 2008 at 10:37pm — No Comments

Moments

I have had moments of love, Moments of authenticity, And moments of beauty. Two souls entwined, A fleeting bit of sensuality, And smiles to die for. Skins will not touch; Eyes will not look; Lips will not kiss. Everything is within. Energies explore the Smooth flow of wonder. How I crave those moments! I have had moments with you. One second was enough To last me for eternity. When shall we meet again? I sure adore your soul. Let us never make love. I will show you heaven, instead! Let us neve… Continue

Posted by Cendrine Marrouat on June 29, 2008 at 1:08pm — No Comments

Balcony of Hope

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Posted by Romantic Poetess on May 4, 2008 at 11:41am — No Comments

A new vid!

Hello there all. Just letting you know I've put up a new vid in the Videos to make you smile section. I got this one from Romantic Poetess. Thanks, Poetess! It's an adorable vid with a bear and an alien. I didn't even have to use photobucket to put it up. I just used the embed code in the top right hand side of the screen...boy, am I a smart cookie! Continue

Posted by Robert M on May 2, 2008 at 3:20pm — No Comments

Time is an instrument

Time is an instrument that cannot be played, but let me give utterance to it. To its vagaries, it's phases, its moods and subtleties sublime. Time is not a instrument, but the rhyme of the universe, kept in step by a clock of fate, to which we are chained, by our state of mind… Continue

Posted by Robert M on May 1, 2008 at 3:00pm — No Comments

Rain

Rain.... Rain into the day, and far into the night, that is what love can be, the end of a drought, of the souls sorrowful plight. When sadness becomes an umbrella, that takes away the suns sweet rays, how we wish for the rain of love to come, to take the pain away! Such days are not murky and mired, they are the days when the love of heavens comes down, perspired. Put away your umbrella! Let this beautiful rain wash you free; of the pain of never realizing what is meant to be, the destiny o… Continue

Posted by Robert M on May 1, 2008 at 2:58pm — No Comments

To kiss the sky

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Posted by Robert M on May 1, 2008 at 2:57pm — No Comments

Souls sail

When the desert of doubt whispers shouts at you, and hope is just a shout of whispered hope, look up to the sky for internal reflection, for there lies liberation in full scope. This hope is within us, to explore and to find, we are our own navigators, with hope and happiness b… Continue

Posted by Robert M on May 1, 2008 at 2:55pm — No Comments

Fade

Fade... Fade to the memory of yesteryear, to the memories that you hold dear, but do not grasp, for grasping makes present life an arduous task. Fade to the embellishments you have today, the successes of your efforts, the triumphs and joys of being with the moment, of efforts wise, the enui of everyday enebreation. But fade not to preoccupations of being with today, lest tommorow passes by and fades away... ...and last of all, fade to tomorrow, of future hopes and dreams, sweet rainbow hope… Continue

Posted by Robert M on May 1, 2008 at 2:54pm — No Comments

Writing Into

You wrote me into tomorrow, when I wrote you out of today, writing my life out of the pains and joys of yesterday. I can't wait to take pen to your life, and write from ink that flows, that flows out of liberation of yesterdays, todays, and tomorrows woes ...take my pen, and fill it with your ink, your ink of liberation, that allows me freedom to think with freedom, to feel with joy, and no longer let life, my feelings sink Continue

Posted by Robert M on May 1, 2008 at 2:51pm — No Comments

Internal Cosmography

When soul drifts away from disdain, away from what was and trauma and pain, I shall meet myself, all these travels drifting in a person same. When my soul drifts from sadness, and from darkness is empty, replete, I hope you to be there for me to greet, an anchor that pull me to safety, that brought me from drowning, to despair being merely at my feet. Amazing how the soul drifts in us, an inner cosmos, despair and happiness all the same, all of this is our own universe rendered, we are authors… Continue

Posted by Robert M on May 1, 2008 at 2:48pm — No Comments

Décor .......Love May Have Been Ransacked, But Love Is Still Beautiful Once You Really Get Inside To The Rooms Of True Love Unstolen.

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Posted by Romantic Poetess on April 13, 2008 at 11:00pm — 1 Comment

Our Mother Embraces Us All In Peaceful Renewals

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Posted by Romantic Poetess on April 13, 2008 at 11:00am — 1 Comment

Quotes of the day

Just so everyone knows, I will be leaving the quotes of the day I've been putting in "Changing the world in our own way" alone for ahwhile. I've been posting there for at least a month, and there are alot of quotes to go through. I may get back to it later sometime, and I may go back to some quotes, and put in some nice downloadable music with the posts Continue

Posted by Robert M on April 10, 2008 at 10:47pm — No Comments

Holiness

As holiness reaches up to soiled, profane sky, I pray for the holiness of heart to pass on by, to pass on by to the heart of every soul, cleanse our profane sky of our sins, cleanse it of our sin, fill it we the holiness that we deny. As holiness reaches up, I feel it on high; as my heart swells with love, for brother and sister, mother and father, the love that so many others foolishly deny. Holiness reach up to me, and cleanse my minds sky, wash the earth of sin that soils my feet, leave me… Continue

Posted by Robert M on April 8, 2008 at 12:39pm — No Comments

Sail

Slip into happiness, out of sorrows plight, steer towards joyfulness, among the worlds blight. I shall keep the sail of your happiness in my sight, as I sail through the harshest day, the coldest night. No misery shall befall me, if I just keep sail of your beauty in my sight, I shall enfold myself in the wisdom of your direction as I navigate this worlds sorrows and plight. Continue

Posted by Robert M on April 6, 2008 at 6:38am — No Comments

I Wonder....

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Posted by Romantic Poetess on April 2, 2008 at 6:30pm — 1 Comment

possotivity

for every action as they say there is a reaction cliches become cliches because they hold a truth relotivity,all things are relevent to those who percieve every thing we do good or bad big or small in some way changes all you open the door step into the world carrying the baggage of your attitude on your shoulder just as riples in the water the mood you choose travels far the way you are with others is the way others are with you it gose on and on and on and on every decision you make… Continue

Posted by don dean on April 2, 2008 at 6:26am — No Comments

New music on my page

Hello all; there are 15-20 new songs in my tracklist on my page now. The entire tracklist of 100 songs has now been filled out. Please feel free to drop by and check it out. Let me know what you think of the musical selection. Also, I may start posting more in the groups; I will make sure to post more funny vids in the "videos to make you smile section." Check it out! Robert M Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 27, 2008 at 8:04pm — No Comments

Sacred

Sacred wind blows through my lungs, sacred earth treads beneath my feet, as fire of sacred thought burns holiness within my mind, burns sacredness into my soul. Sacred word of holy thought puts pleasant spice upon my tongue, as from body and soul, sacred wind, earth, fire, is wrung. So let me give utterance to sacredness of all, as from wind, earth, and fire, sacredness falls upwards to sacred sky Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 27, 2008 at 12:23pm — No Comments

Prayer

Please deliver me from empty prayer, from asking what for what the universe gives, if I just look with eyes given to me, not to be given to me on silver platter, with selfish hand clasped in empty prayer. Please deliver me from empty word, from facile faith, that ask of mighty being and force, that which is given to me, if just with some sacredness of my spirit applied, I can have given to me, can from facile effort be set free. And let me pray only when things be truly bleak, and for the wond… Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 26, 2008 at 1:11pm — No Comments

Kiss

Kiss me. With open mouth of no disdain, open the worlds beauty of freedom from pain. Kiss me. When you find yourself in a realm of beauty and sublime, where love and beauty cost less than a second of time. Kiss me. Filled with openness of bliss open me to bliss and love, by simply giving me a kiss. Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 25, 2008 at 1:24pm — No Comments

Cloud

I kept you high upon a cloud of bliss, brought up to a life that was no longer remiss, a cloud of thought, of bliss, of love, high up, so high, higher than the sacred doves. How high! how high! I thought, does this sacred love go! to clouds so high, of bliss, row upon row. And… Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 24, 2008 at 10:12pm — No Comments

Dark night of sacred light

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Posted by Robert M on March 23, 2008 at 12:43am — No Comments

Honey

Honey of the word of the above, passes like sweetness, on my tongue reciting words of love. Word of holy, dripping like honey, to the channels of heart and soul, above to below, from heaven to earth, dripping slowly to receptive heart and soul of love The honey drops down to me, drop by drop, so filling my heat and soul with ecstasy. OH GOD! please never stop! Please never stop this sweet drop. May honey of holy fill my being, fill me to the last sweet holy drop, till I shall drop to ground u… Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 20, 2008 at 2:53pm — No Comments

Unknown

In white, bright light, in gilded frame, your spirit take flight to unknown name. Your heart pounds powerfully to unknown beat, and yet this unknown is so loving and complete. So take bright white soul, and powerfully pounding heart, and bring both to presence, that makes life itself art. Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 20, 2008 at 12:47am — No Comments

Revolutions of evolution

My mind a spoke spinning on cosmic wheel, revolving around revolutions blossoming in my mind, Spinning and turning, revolving and evolving into evolutions of ideas in my heart. My revolution is your evolution, my evolution is your revelation, of love, a spoke hidden in the universes wheel. Turn and turn, and spin the eternal spoked and ever revolving wheel. The cosmic wheel of my mind and heart, turning and spinning, evolvlng and revolving, in the spokes of yours and mine sacred heart and min… Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 19, 2008 at 11:19pm — No Comments

Breadth Of The Poet

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Posted by Romantic Poetess on March 19, 2008 at 3:09pm — No Comments

of drown and resurface

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Posted by Robert M on March 18, 2008 at 10:00pm — No Comments

When beauty rushes in

The beauty of the world came in with soft drone, with a sigh, no more a beauty of which we have to say goodbye. The beauty of your heart came in with the murmur of a new born child, no longer a heartbeat that has from the vagaries of the world gone totally wild. The beauty of humanities soul came in with the drift of a leaf on the wind, no longer a tornado of violence and lust, guns and gunpowder we will now rescind. This beauty came rushed in when I gave up I to i, gave up Me to me, ...and w… Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 18, 2008 at 2:41pm — No Comments

Cry out!

I bore the heat of then sun and the coldness of the stars, but I cried out to you for salvation oh lord. I bore the chidings of cruel strangers, but I cried out for your bodhi tree, oh Buddha. I bore the cruelty of the world capricious nature, but I cried out for you wisdom, oh Kabbalah Cry out for wisdom! no matter what its name. That wisdom will be there, if you just open your heart, no matter how much you have disdained. Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 17, 2008 at 1:49am — No Comments

The desert prophet

In the desert, I yelled my prophets name, though i did not no what it was. That name, lost in the sands of desert and time, a name beyond rhythm, beyond reason and beyone rhyme. I yelled my prophets name, a sound beyond the soul, yet I was still able to yell it, coming from my heart, coming from my internal divine. I felt the prophet, as he walked with me in desert sands, his footfalls making imprints next to mine, his heart beat beating beats next to mine, his presence leaving me breathless… Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 16, 2008 at 10:46pm — 1 Comment

Ocean

I am ocean of love, heat of passion dissipating upon surface, love crashing upon shore. I am ocean of love, flooding desert of hope with feelings of adore. I am ocean of love, let me crash upon your shore, whether man or woman, child or old. I am ocean of love Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 13, 2008 at 1:00pm — No Comments

The single candle

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Posted by Robert M on March 13, 2008 at 1:30am — 5 Comments

Grace Yourself

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Posted by Romantic Poetess on March 8, 2008 at 9:36am — 3 Comments

Saskia

I see your dark,dark as night black hair Isee your deep,deep as the ocean deep brown eyes better still i see the warmth that lies inside i see a friend to share my ills when the world bends me weary tares me down,down to the ground you show me a diiferent view play me a diiferent song i hear a different sound together we compose a new day song never a word to critisise no pioson on your bones through you again i see the world full of supprise i see in you no darkness only light i see you soul a… Continue

Posted by don dean on March 8, 2008 at 8:13am — 1 Comment

The Divinity

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Posted by Romantic Poetess on March 7, 2008 at 10:59am — 3 Comments

drop

drop to single tear that you shed, when you heard your friend had died. drop to the joy of you felt, when you heard your friend had found happiness. drop to that state of purity, purity not purity of race, of form, but of emotion. drop to that state where you feel not but what you feel, where nothing is felt but the honesty of your state of being. drop to that state for he and she, for you and me, drop to that state ...and simply let yourself be. Continue

Posted by Robert M on March 6, 2008 at 4:52pm — No Comments

The Trinity

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Posted by Romantic Poetess on March 5, 2008 at 4:30pm — No Comments

Discordant love

Discordant love She played the discordant keys, black keys of my heart, a dissonance of heartbreak played upon my soul. She strummed the minor chords of my mentality, strumming chords of dischordant harmony, ah! why did I stay with such an agony?! But I have faith in the harmonizing force of the universe, that it will harmonize my heart and soul, so that when I meet you, my love, we can make beautiful music together, strike those melodies of love, and strum those chords of the divine. Continue

Posted by Robert M on February 29, 2008 at 10:40pm — 1 Comment

Lonely Angel

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Posted by Romantic Poetess on February 28, 2008 at 10:30am — 1 Comment

The Cactus Wren

*=*=*= “The Cactus Wren” Before Eos leaves, Helios smiles from the East And the light of beauty warms intuition; The Sun keeps its rising, love and grace feast... Eleven cats meow playful on the floor; The cactus wren sings, she opens the door! The Oregon flower’s perfume is felt From the copper-land of Saguaro Cactus To the grand basilica of the Poets, Where imagination flows and abounds. This enchanting day is my definition... A gift for the One of my soul’s emotions; A true ac… Continue

Posted by Andre Emmaunuel Bendavi ben-YEHU on February 28, 2008 at 8:30am — 1 Comment

chance encounter

Is it just a chance encounter of the silent kind a moment in time a moment in time to change your life change your mind or is it just a moment that passes you by as in silence you sigh give out an untold cry A look a glance exchanged the connection made locked in place or is just a reflection a glimmer caught in the corner of your eye lost in the time it takes to say goodby siad by way of the silent reply so sad nothing to say and you wonder how many others passed this way t… Continue

Posted by don dean on February 28, 2008 at 6:04am — 1 Comment

social suicide

the teachers in the hall way the judge sits in his chambers the priest neels at his alter the boy gose down in a shop doorway the man sieghes replete all for the price of a needle what a treate and the poloticians mouth jus goese round and round and round and round is it any wonder children in the street sow the seeds of there discontent never careing or knowing the reason why as we jump from buildings high ever ready to commit our social suicide one things for sure the man in black someday we a… Continue

Posted by don dean on February 28, 2008 at 6:01am — 1 Comment

the final break

when at last loves lost the final chance taken we sit back in the after glow of embers fast fading thinking the bitter sweet thoughts of a love that once was staring as if in a trance at her photograph thinking of plans past the emptiness creeping thrue you as frost on a winters morning you reach out in waking only to feel the coldness where once was the warmth of her body laughing on your own no one to share the joke withremembering how you would lay your hand on her breast fo… Continue

Posted by don dean on February 28, 2008 at 5:58am — 2 Comments

Affrica

affrica affrica land we all came from affrica land where man began affrica look what we have done to your sweet sweet land such a sad sad history is the history of man one blood one seed one tribe its a journey from then until now a mistory its our history the hisotry of man we can use it as a tool to mould and shape learn from our past mistakes or use it like a hammer nail the truth to the coffin bury it deep let it sleep keep it neat better to make it light keep it bright… Continue

Posted by don dean on February 28, 2008 at 5:57am — No Comments

reflections

How do you feel at the end of the day are you pleased with the world you have made are you pleased with the reflection in the mirror or is it just a reflection of your greed that you see so you sold the world made someone cry told a lie made a buck stole your crown didnt even cost you a frown when the road to the top is paved with the hopes of those you saccrifised when the seat of your throne is built on the back of somebody elses dreams how will you ever know if the hand reaching out toward yo… Continue

Posted by don dean on February 28, 2008 at 5:33am — 1 Comment

Vids/quotes/song downloads

Just to make sure everyone knows, I've put in a video player finally to the videos to make you smile section, and I am putting up daily quotes with song downloads in "Changing our world in our own little way" I'm not too sure if I'll keep the vid player as it is, a youtube player, or if I want to set it up where we see the individual vids. We will see. I am including the search term in each entry to put in to watch all these light hearted vids :) Enjoy! Continue

Posted by Robert M on February 27, 2008 at 7:16pm — 1 Comment

He danced with her

He danced with her, someone who was trying to dance away a sad goodbye.. He danced with her, soft caring hands turning to silk, her jarred, sandpaper skin. He danced with her, his love unraveling the rivets in her heart, a heart that she could not give to another, a heart that she could bear to let part. He danced with her, and embraced her, melting away her fear, calling her dear, bringing her to state of sweet endear. He danced with her, all guards were down, no longer will she drown in so… Continue

Posted by Robert M on February 27, 2008 at 4:11pm — No Comments

Depths of Truth

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Posted by Romantic Poetess on February 27, 2008 at 8:00am — 3 Comments

Wordsworth's spots of time

Hello all. I was just thinking about this in relation to the group. William Wordsworth had an idea of "A spot in time," a moment in your life when everything was perfect, a little island, you could say, of perfection in your life. I believe that looking back on these without being overly attached can be a great source of comfort, and it can be a joy to share it with others. We sometimes feel "mutual joy" for others, and I think that reminiscing about a spot of time with someone through writing… Continue

Posted by Robert M on February 25, 2008 at 6:23pm — 1 Comment

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