Category: #Poetry

Raze

(📩70 words, winter poetry, a one-minute read) ———- ©Stephen Tanham 2024 All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax. Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers a journey of the soul guided by lessons, inner guidance and outer companionship. There are two blog streams: http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk (mystically-oriented writing) and http://www.suningemini.blog (general … Read More Raze

And the shore is mine…

(📩 140 words, poetry, a four-minute read) The last car, angry, leaves the sloping bank Bullets from rubber as gravel flies Inside, warring words, a hiss of parting Then gone… ◽️◽️ ◽️ Devoid of jagged sound, our ears extend The tiny hum of far-off workers’ journeys Streaming home, their day is done ◽️◽️◽️ Save those last few miles, then softer, glorious home A place … Read More And the shore is mine…

Sodden

Sodden, like a soldier’s backpack hauled across the final freezing mile. The face of one determined To outlive, within an icy smile. A green chord, stroked arpeggio Denied its solemn tone But knowing minor E contains The fire in flint and spark in stone. The forest, bright with inner flame Disguised in mud and weeping bark Waits, silent, dripping, lost in time A holding … Read More Sodden

“Dancing, double-talking…”

“Dancing, double-talking…” It’s a line from one of the most powerful songs I’ve ever heard: Innocents’ Song, by Show of Hands, a west-country folk duo who we have followed for years. Click the link above to listen on YouTube. (There may be an advert to click through, first). But this post is not about music or that album. It’s about the dramatic words used … Read More “Dancing, double-talking…”

The nature of fading colour

©Stephen Tanham 2023 Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers a mentored, journal-based journey from personality to the awakening of realised Self and its world of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

The Old Giant

The old giant, Garlanded with summer’s Growth of ivy, Prepares with inner calm To greet the howling winds Of winter. Our hearts join his, And his spins depth Of fortitude Into our willing eyes… ———- ©Stephen Tanham 2023 Stephen Tanham is a writer, mystical teacher photographer and Director of the Silent Eye, a correspondence-based journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of … Read More The Old Giant

Damp Demise

The damp demise of colour In the hedgerow The feral scent of water Molding the undoing Of what it kissed to life So short a time ago… ———- ©Stephen Tanham 2023 Stephen Tanham is a writer, mystical teacher, photographer and Director of the Silent Eye, a correspondence-based journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

Begun

©Stephen Tanham 2023 Stephen Tanham is a writer, mystical teacher and Director of the Silent Eye, a correspondence-based journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog (On the back of the card, partly rubbed out, it says in pencil: inclined to irreverence and humour… )

‘Askew’ – Fandango’s one word challenge

Fandango’s FOWC Friday challenge asked us to make creative use of the word ‘askew’. Here’s my offering… Photo taken at Laxey on the Isle of Man, last week, and post-processed to look like an old postcard…too many ‘p’s’ in there, if you ask me, not to mention ‘post’s. Mutter, mutter. ©Stephen Tanham 2023 Stephen Tanham is a writer, mystical teacher and Director of the … Read More ‘Askew’ – Fandango’s one word challenge

What hollow world lies hidden?

—-//—- What hollow world lies hidden Within these solid forms, Inviting me with eyes and mind to follow? How would I live as leaf or twig Or fruit as berry: thorn, if scorned? A solitary round of life unknown but found. Where would I find myself if self Surrendered to this leave of flesh To be enmeshed in natural and abiding weave? Now hear … Read More What hollow world lies hidden?

Gold from Green in Blue: Haiku

Sun’s gold sinks beneath Full waters of the open eye Sea calls, singing ‘home’. ———- ©Stephen Tanham 2023 Stephen Tanham is a writer, mystical teacher and Director of the Silent Eye, a correspondence-based journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

Summer skin

©Stephen Tanham 2023 Stephen Tanham is a writer, mystical teacher and Director of the Silent Eye, a correspondence-based journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog