Poetry – Page 3 – Sun in Gemini

October 22, 2019 + #Silenti, Mystical poetry, nature, Photography, Poetry, Powers of the Mind, Silent Eye School, soul in body, Spirituality, Stream of Consciousness, Understanding Fear

The Opening

by Steve Tanham

I know the words The long-learned words With which this view is framed These slats of wood I crafted round The Opening… ➰ Yet there it lies, unshut before me The rawness of the world Behind my words I kneel, now Afraid to stop their flow’s intent In widening my wood ➰ One day the words will be unspeakable The splinters brushed aside By … Read More The Opening

October 8, 2019 + #Poetry, #Silenti, nature, Poetry, Spirituality

Out Along the Song

by Steve Tanham

And so we meet again Bright blaze of flaring life A green defiant in its going Ashamed of nothing in its flowing Up to the crispy end it sings With melody of screaming joy So far beyond our space and time And out along the song To where there is no right and wrong ➰ And when the crisp is mush And when the … Read More Out Along the Song

August 23, 2019 + #ShortWrytz, Consciousness, English Lake District, esoteric psychology, Photography, Places and Prose, Poetry, Politics, Spirituality, Writing

#ShortWrytz : “thank you!”

by Steve Tanham

Thank you. Oh thank you… thank you. 😎 Steve

August 8, 2019 + #Silenti, Biology and mysticism, Child of Light, Consciousness, enneagram, esoteric psychology, Fear, Higher Mind, Life and Death, Life-sciences, Love, meditation, Metanoia, Mindfulness, Mystery Schools, Photography, Poetry, Powers of the Mind, Sexual Force, Silent Eye School, soul in body, Speaking truth to power, Spirituality, Travel and Photography

Primal screen

by Steve Tanham

Somewhere in the frontal cortex of our brains there’s a very special junction – a place where we learned to do something truly different with our minds… Let’s call it the Primal Screen… Our spines can be considered the highway of our historical evolution: the inherited paths of form and energy that developed from single cells in oceans, through fish, lizards and apes. At … Read More Primal screen

January 15, 2019 + #Silenti, Mystical poetry, nature, Poetry, Spirituality

Orphans of Summer

by Steve Tanham

Orphaned shoots of summer’s fullness Sway high in January’s blue Like gifted children graced with wisdom Defying winter’s hidden fury Escaping falsely changing hue ➰ Against the black we could not see you Yet, dancing in the violent storm Your gentle tips flowed round the deluge Untouched by night’s electric harm A younger magic, bold and warm ➰ But, come the day when icy … Read More Orphans of Summer

January 8, 2019 + #Silenti, Mystical poetry, Poetry, Spirituality

Here sits the poet, lost in rapture…

by Steve Tanham

By wind and mere and rippled flow And water’s mirror, sunlight’s glow To farther hills whose skin embraces Touching sky with changing faces Who sees the round but loves the whole And wrestles with that spirit’s capture Here sits the poet, lost in rapture ©️Stephen Tanham Stephen Tanham is a director of the Silent Eye School of Consciousness, a not-for-profit organisation that helps people find … Read More Here sits the poet, lost in rapture…

December 18, 2018 + #Silenti, Consciousness, esoteric psychology, Higher Mind, Mystical poetry, Poetry, Spirituality

The Mind Tree

by Steve Tanham

It’s little more than a hillock A green slope, with mist Until the sky rips open And something unseen Reaches down To ink a drawing of The possible Then mind, seizing itself Creates the living tree ©️Stephen Tanham Stephen Tanham is a director of the Silent Eye School of Consciousness, a not-for-profit organisation that helps people find a personal path to a deeper place within … Read More The Mind Tree

March 13, 2018 + Poetry, Spirituality

Formidable stone

by Steve Tanham

Formidable, once: Within this place was safety born Exchanged for fealty, price of stones That made these walls and saved your bones ⦿ Tracks in the sand: The beach on which you walk your dog Is wet where bishops splashed ashore The highway of the sea a grateful, distant roar ⦿ Oak-panelled door: Beneath which we pass in droves A portal – then – … Read More Formidable stone

February 27, 2018 + humour, Poetry

The Writing Shed

by Steve Tanham

Will I write in here as snows arrive Locked eyes and fingers frenzied? Imagined places, chattering teeth With windows needing mended ➰ Or will the soft and ancient chair Seduce me in the corner? To doze and dream-up worlds galore While Spring drifts by in wonder ➰ But it’s unlikely that this shed Will grace me with it’s favours The ancient box: creative pride … Read More The Writing Shed

February 20, 2018 + Love, Lust, Poetry

Cube and rum

by Steve Tanham

♣️ Cube and rum Sophisticated fun The night beyond The story spun ♦️ A teasing touch Don’t reach too much And spoil the fun Dangled, loved one ♠️ A shiver, a shudder Still laughter down under Nail follows bone Taut flesh coming home ♥️ Recently bold Softly nestle and hold A different kiss shared Bliss sought and bared 🍸 ©Stephen Tanham

February 13, 2018 + Poetry, Silent Eye School

On these days

by Steve Tanham

On this day A meagre seven years ago I woke to find you gone A day premature Just the nursing angel in your hand The phone receiver in mine △ Now, at these times I picture you in your old shop Happy to leave your kitchen For shop’s bell, whose call To seek but not always to find Mattered little, but sharing chat did … Read More On these days