MLP~Mystic Lake Poetry

[Du Lac]

What is Mystic Lake Poetry?

Art and I were discussing different styles of writing and how we both are growing in areas new to us. Many of my poems are of the mystical essence. Art and I felt it was time to create a thread for all to share and explore this style of writing.

That said come on in.....the water is warm~
Du Lac

Here is the current MLP I am working on......
still untitled

Pythagorean dancers swirling around
midnight bonfires
fostering waking dreams
motherless nightmares of limited reality.

Confused images of shadowy reality,
belief, sanity and truth weaved in liquid purity.

Lost in the chaotic caverns of our minds
whimsically wandering into fire and ice.
Shadows of slithering secrets glide
gratuitously through our souls;
abandoning dank fingerprints of doubtful lies.

Victorious visionaries call in our sleep
rousing to comfort our whispering peers!

Far above the battle of truth,
lay our veils burning in
pagan ceremony.
Vampirish vespers summon the enigma
falling on deaf ears of those who know.

Ancient angles of open plains bid
time return.

Arrogant youth blindly grasp for truth,
clarity cloaked
in soulful desert winds.
Trickster twisted minds,
desired knowledge clouds the way,
a child's sagacity
buried in fear.

Aboriginal dreams haunt haggard
doubters of tech-no color worlds.

Chanting the rites of ancient ages
passed and forgotten
resurrected lifestyles fall at the feet
of misfit spirits
meekly armed with truth
dusted on the wings of the owl.

more to come.........

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Thanks Du...

I belive this to me more mystic than Zen
although they are so closely related in thought
the style is different

this poem is more MLP~

than ZMP~ .......<grin>

ZMP ~ Night Wisdom

Snow colored feathers over feathers
in chilly wind weather
On a noiseless flight,
talons of strength and might
stained by age
and by death
survival justifies its right.

A drift on a drifting sightless current
harmony in wings filtering air fluid
a kite of stealth on a death ride
white wisdom's descent, a mystical glide
by Athena
and by Minerva
a warriors skills are not pride.

Wings fold, cup and cover
hooked beak stabbing in hover
zero visibility without a sun
prey rarely sees the hunter come
by feasting on death
a living process
an owl's lament is night's wisdom

 

[My Erotic Tale]

MLP ~ Cometh the Wild ~

Thunder that rumbles across a cloudless sky
is the sound of an ancient wild and free pride
for that which creates wind
on a windless day
is coming
they're coming
they are coming this way!

Beating the earth in a drumming sound
hundreds of beatings pounding the ground
as frisky as a spring day
in unison they bray
coming
yes coming
they are coming this way

Mane in the wind created by flight
massive muscles moving of strength and might
herd of the many the local and strays
gather together on gathering day
they're coming
yes, coming
wild horses are coming this way.

 

[bluerains]

well as I have a non border

into the mystical...and a bit of the sci-fi...
I am working on this one....I shall see where the muse takes it...
The Probe

AI the spark
downloaded in pixels
and nano bits is
playing in plasma pods

his raiment rainbow bound
learning tears of the clown
amid hearts of the adept
cloning the ways of mortal
storing the sounds of music

 

[Du Lac]

Ty

both of you for posting on my new adventure. Please feel free to explore here and question or relate what we get from each others work. I would like to have discussions on this also... still working on what I get from both of your works.
ty
du

 

[Liar]

They
set sails for the event horizon,
a distant singularity pull,
a jade needle in a tear cup
guiding towards the weave
of possibilities.

They
are generations waiting
to be born, battles, blood,
aeons, music, gods and monsters,
seconds turning ridges to dust.

They
are transendence embodied
in the five meter radio world,
buzzing ghosts on the power cords,
a fission harmony sung
by tremors in an atom.

They
scream in extacy,
clinging to the tangent of a perigee,
letting go to tumble easy
through a multiverse diversity.

 

[Du Lac]

Welcome Liar to MLP~
interesting write... I really enjoyed it and want to spend more time with it. It is totally a different style than mine and therefore I find a lesson in which I must learn from
blessings
du lac~

 

[Du Lac]

A little fun......

Just for your FYI.. on zen mountain I post many of the poems or parables by the masters. Here I will be putting up some mystic trivia lol... ty du
so here we start:

Tibet Trivia

Kalacakra doctrine of knowledge. The mandala is its holy sphere of influence. It is a mystic sect or discipline derived from Mongolian astrology, prevalent in Mongolia; its center is the Tashilhumpo Monastery (ie the Tashi Lama's temple). In the future, the Tashi Lama will be reborn as Rigden Jye-po, the future ruler of Shambhala, whose destiny it is to conquer the followers of evil and rule the world in the name of Maitreya, the Future Buddha. This doctrine of Shambhala is the hidden faith of Tibet and Mongolia, and His Holiness the Tashi Lama is its chief expounder. Shambhala (a mountain range in NE Tibet) is considered to be the abode of hidden Buddhist learning, the secret heart of the coming kalpa or cosmic age, and it is from Shambhala that the final Holy War will sweep to win the world for Buddhism . . .

Black Hat dance performed during New Year ceremonies. Lamas perform it at the monasteries, dressed in black coats with green embroidered silk sleeves, over which are worn ru-rgyan or bone ornaments - and peculiar black hats, which give the dance their name. The tale goes that in the ninth century AD the king of Tibet, Lang-darma was a faithful follower of the Bon faith and suppressed Buddhism every way he could, closing lamaseries and massacring monks. A famous Buddhist ascetic called Pal-dorje decided to assassinate him. Accordingly, he rode into Lhasa mounted on a shaggy black pony (it was actually pure white, but he had painted it from nose to tail) and garbed in the manner of a Bon magician, with a bow and arrow concealed in his long sleeves. So attired, he was admitted into the presence of the king, where he began to dance a strange dance. Mesmerized, the wicked king drew near, staring at the dancing magician; whereupon Pal-dorje shot him with a poison arrow. The lama left his dying victim, fled toward his horse and vanished from the city - crossing a river upon his way, so that the coal with which his pony was painted washed away. Thus the warriors of the city, rushing out in pursuit of a Bon magician on a black horse, found only a poor Buddhist lama riding upon a white pony. So was Buddhism avenged, and so it is danced every New Year throughout Mongolia and Tibet.

Aquatic cows, lake monsters: At Nya-shing Lake in the Great Lake country of Tibet, something called 'aquatic cows' lived in the waters. The lake is a salt one, and salt encrusts its banks with white. The aquatic cows could sometimes be seen at sunset, so the locals said, and the air resounded with their lowing. Sandy plains surround the lake; the whole of Nya-shing tsho is three days march across, that is fifty miles.

At Nam-ru lake, four days from Nya-shing tsho, are more aquatic cows; the lake is sometimes called Dung-tsho, because of the lowing of these aquatic cows.

The explorer Hearsey in 1812 saw a monster in Lake Manasarovar and wrote in his journal: "On returning before sunset I saw an enormous large Animal or Fish take a porpoise. He kept a considerable time upon the Surface, was of a brown colour and had apparently Hairs; I at first mistook it for a dead Chowhur until I saw it in motion when it disappeared." (A chowhur is a yak.)


Milarepa legends: at Everest, the "Lady of the Great Snow" Milarepa fought against the Bon teacher Naro (Naropi, Naro-Bonchung) - as in the Kailas legend, the sorcerer challenged the sage to fly up the mountain, and Milarepi simply appeared meditating at the top; Naro, blinded by the sparkling of this vision, fell into a deep precipice and in his downward tumble traced the sign of his defeat. There is a whole cycle of tales in which Milarepa engages in debate with Naropi.

 

[champagne1982]

found another place

 

[Du Lac]

Carrie this is excellent! Wow.. yours? I loved it~ Welcome to MLP and I hope you will share more with us~
du lac

Sparks

Lie down with me on cool grass, look up into the sky and I'll whisper you a story --
A woman peered up through the night seeing more than flames upon her hearth.
A spark flew up higher than sight, lost, along a stream of milk, from Gaia's breasts.

She sped on in starlit time to stop in Machu Pichu,
there, counted, with ancient Myans, how long this spark has lived.
With their condor's eyes and serpent's scales they marked
the end of time upon a stairway carved into mother's flesh.

Then straight, on a heavenly path, she flew to Ramses' chamber.
A spark lit the lamp that illuminated the Book Of The Dead,
and showed her how the jackal weighs a feather
on a balance with the soul's immortal heart.

She sped northeast, across the desert sands of time
to Sumer and antiquity's kindoms, hidden, deep
in human memory, yet still striking sparks on ancient stone.

There she learned the fables of a nation that built a tower high
and their king, whose audacity and bitumen took him to the sky,
to touch the stars. Too soon he discovered God is jealous
of the heavens and keeps the stars His sentinels.
Vanity's tower was cast down, the landing sparked confusion,
destroying cooperation, harbringing an eternity of strife.

She heard the questions asked the stars, looked up and listened
to myths that answered her through tales of heroes and gods,
immortal, atop the highest mountain peak,
or placed in a tapestry to sparkle, against midnight's mistress' skin.

The woman found out, that as mortals we can merely guess
at Why and How though some, like Copernicus
who held close the spark of truth he'd found --
that we are not the centre and the universe
does not revolve around mankind.

Then, Galileo blasted sand shaping a lens, grinding and sparking stardust.
At last all could see, without doubt, the stars shining in their place
in spite of the truth still remaining shrouded in mystery.

If truth be fact, I know the stars will still be there tomorrow and the light,
shining in your eye confirms my notion, even though we lie down on cool grass,
our souls sail with that eternal spark along a stream of milk, from Gaia's breasts.

 

[champagne1982]

Carrie this is excellent! Wow.. yours? I loved it~ Welcome to MLP and I hope you will share more with us~
du lac

Thank you for the compliment. It's mine from over a year ago, I'd worked through it on the "Poetry in Progress" thread -- I'd like to thank, again, anyone who gave me feedback on this poem as I worked on it there.
It's part of a series of poems I've written on the signs of the zodiac and some of the mythologies associated with the star signs.

I had a fascinating time reading and composing. The next one --
found another place

 

[bluerains]

she who can not be named...

toward new shores

At every moment you choose yourself..
But do you choose your-self? Body and soul contain a 1000 possibilities
out of which you can build many I's.
But in only one of them is there a congruence of the elector and the elected.
ONLY ONE! Which you will never find until you have excluded all those
superficial and fleeting possibilities of wonder and greed...and which hinder you
from casting anchor in the experience of the mystery of life..and the
consciousness of the talented one entrusted to you which is Your I....
[Nag-hammarskjold-the book 'Markings'

 

[Jennifer C]

Beautiful thread Du

Just read through and wow, what wonderful poetry. I look forward to contributing soon, but just wanted to say this is a great idea

 

[Du Lac]

Welcome JC! I would like to thank all who have stopped by. I am learning so much by reading others work, thank you for taking the time to share here at the Lake~
du~

Today's dew drop of trivia is:


Sídhe
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.
(Redirected from Sidhe)
The daoine sídhe (sing. sióg), (IPA [ʃiː]) are a supernatural race in Irish mythology — quite distinct from humankind. There are a number of different types of sídhe: aes sídhe, banshee, leanan sídhe, sluagh, the fairy host (an slua sidhe) or Wild Hunt, sídhe who can fly through the air and shift shape at will, sídhe who walk the earth at dusk, the guardian sídhe of the lakes of both Ireland and Scotland and many more.

They are the remnants of the underground kingdom given to the Tuatha Dé Danann after they were defeated by the Milesians. According to The Book of Invasions or Lebor Gabála Érenn, the Tuatha Dé Danann, the “People of the Goddess Danu” were defeated in battle by the mortal Sons of Mil. As part of the surrender terms the Túatha Dé Danann agreed to dwell underground in the síde (singular síd), the hills or mounds that dot the Irish landscape. Each member of the Tuatha De Danaan was given one mound. Later, due to a corruption of the meaning, both the mounds and the supernatural entities (i.e. sprites) became known as the síd, modern Irish sídhe.

 

[Jennifer C]

Mlp ~

A feckless sky quibbles humbly
grieving in tossed strength
and dreaming through pain.
Summer dances softly
to the stars,
and torment stands proud with righteousness.
The spring sun throws angry blue pigments;
the ground dries wide in cracks
as skies tear in lightening forks.

 

[quietpoet]

Reconciled

A feather floats gently on a cloud,
broken sunlight burns glow-holes
through grey and building thunderheads,
while otherworldly dreams silently pull.

Where in the realm of deities
did energized synapses engage
recognition of purest love-light
and make tangible within weary souls?

Blessed by ancient manuscripts
written in archaic tongues, summer's truth
no longer partitioned by insidious walls
of failed reckoning and past choices.

Empty cups litter multiple paths;
life's opportunities; passed and acted,
coalesce into today's inspirations,
joyous possibilities in new dimensions.

Two hearts spin, in unison,
fusion of the all, reconciled.

 

[bluerains]

some really

powerful writes here du~ this thread is inspiring....

Willow


Clandestine path
in essense worn,
dims
as moon quickens skyward
withdrawing behind
curtains of spanish moss.

Familiarity
casts its core
in willow branches
nestling beneath
wild ebony breeze.


Aurora clenses and
caresses darkness
mingling through snapped
twigs and bare bodies
piercing the heat
from loins as
morning’s breath
drinks nectar
from the mouth
of its Goddess.

 

[champagne1982]

After Aries comes Taurus

Taurus is one of the earliest astrological signs. A constellation of the ancient Egyptians, the Eye of Osiris rose in the spring dusk and heralded the flooding of the Nile, marking the start of a new year.

Originally, Taurus was the first sign of the Zodiac, however, as the night sky changes when we march around the centre of the Milky Way this sign has moved towards the start of summer, rather than being the spring welcome of earlier times.

found another place

 

[bluerains]

ty for the gift of the seven sisters

am a taurus...your taurus spring is ringer..the verse sings a great tune...thanks...

http://www.mythicalireland.com/ancientsites/dowth/candlelight.html

After Aries comes Taurus

Taurus is one of the earliest astrological signs. A constellation of the ancient Egyptians, the Eye of Osiris rose in the spring dusk and heralded the flooding of the Nile, marking the start of a new year.

Originally, Taurus was the first sign of the Zodiac, however, as the night sky changes when we march around the centre of the Milky Way this sign has moved towards the start of summer, rather than being the spring welcome of earlier times.

Taurus Spring

The beauty that is Hathor's own,
found in the blooms of May,
is counted in the godly horde
where Zeus' son makes play.

Both Minotaur and child of Ra
you rise there in our sight.
A home of muse and pleasures
god and godess of the night.

Would that you could always be
the placid, stolid one
but bullish nature makes your heat
as fiery as the sun.

Great Taurus, eye of the one,
we watch you in the sky,
assured that you will always see
foolish mortals passing by.

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Like a flickering flame, a flowing mane
whips in the wind
Outreached wings take flight in a spring
Hooves stop thundering

magic dust
where mystical winds gust
... flys a horse called Pegasus

Where the old was new, the wind blew
and Gods played chess with Men
A horse as white as the moon at night
soars on an effortless wind

love and trust
a befriending must
to ride the Horse called ...Pegasus

Like a dream, dancing on moon beams
wearing the shield of the valiant
racing lightening over mountains rising
on the back of this stallion

magic dust
where mystical winds gust
... fly's a horse called Pegasus​

 

[Jennifer C]

The floating brook flies sorrowfully
gusting with chilled longing
and undefined with love.
Whilst searing summer disappears
in chilly mists,
and time creates with emotion.
Morning rests in loving rainbows ,
life nurtured and renewed
and the stars twinkle through the night sky.

 

[Du Lac]

Just a quick one before I run to work..........

Axis mundi
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.

Mount Kailash, depicting the holy family of Shiva and GaneshaThe axis mundi (world axis), in religion or mythology, is the center of the world and/or the connection between heaven and earth. It is common to virtually all cultures on Earth, although it plays a much more explicit role among indigenous peoples. It is thought that the idea of the Proto-Indo-European religion axis mundi, spread throughout Eurasia, in particular the concept of the world tree. It is familiar today as the caduceus, the symbol of medicine; the staff is the axis itself, and the serpents are the guardians or guides to the other realm. It is a common shamanic concept, the healer traversing the axis mundi to bring back knowledge from the other world. The axis mundi both connects heaven and earth as well as provided a path between the two. The axis mundi is commonly represented as a "rope", "tree", "vine", "ladder", "staff", as well as many other things; the yin-yang descends from this in addition to the caduceus. It is sometimes, depending on representation and belief system, considered explicitly male or even phallic.

Many cultures consider a specific place, almost always a hill or mountain, to be the axis mundi; for example, the Sioux consider the Black Hills to be the axis mundi, while Mount Kailash is holy to several religions in Tibet. Often, several places may be considered the axis mundi; in Islam, the Dome of the Rock, where Muhammed was raised and lowered from heaven, as well as the shrine at Mecca play this role. The Temple Mount, site of the Dome of the Rock, is also holy to Judaism and Christianity. Other nearby sites that are considered sacred and are on hills include the Mount of Olives and Calvary. The ancient Greeks had several sites that were considered places of the omphalos (navel) stone, such as the oracle at Delphi, while also maintaining a belief in a world tree and Mount Olympus as the abode of the gods.


YggdrasilMany religious structures explicitly mimic axis mundi. The stupa of Hinduism, and later Buddhism, reflects the Mount Meru. The upright bar of the cross is sometimes seen as representing a world axis, while the steeple of a church or minaret of a mosque indicates a place where the earthly and the divine meet. Structures such as maypoles in pre-Christian Europe and totem poles among Native Americans also formed local or temporary world axes.

Other times a specific plant is considered the axis mundi, such as the Bodhi tree in Buddhism. In some Pacific island cultures the banyan tree, of which the Bodhi tree is of the Sacred Fig variety, is the abode of ancestor spirits. Entheogens are often considered to be the axis mundi, such as the Fly Agaric mushroom among the Tungus. Other corrolaries include Yggdrasil of Norse mythology, Jievaras of Lithuanian mythology, the Sefirot of Judaism, the Chakras common to many Eastern religions, and the Trees of Knowledge and Life in the Garden of Eden.


The CaduceusSome scholars have stated that the architectural axis mundi have transferred into secular societies. In this conception, the Washington Monument of the United States and Eiffel Tower of France represent world axes proclaiming secular power. This transfer of the idea of axis mundi from a religious to non-religious context is sometimes contentious.

 

[bluerains]

ty ~2 U DU~

http://www.universe-people.com/obr_bar1500/obr1619.jpg

 

[Jennifer C]

http://www.universe-people.com/obr_bar1500/obr1619.jpg

That is gorgeous blue

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Axis mundi
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.

Mount Kailash, depicting the holy family of Shiva and GaneshaThe axis mundi (world axis), in religion or mythology, is the center of the world and/or the connection between heaven and earth. It is common to virtually all cultures on Earth, although it plays a much more explicit role among indigenous peoples. It is thought that the idea of the Proto-Indo-European religion axis mundi, spread throughout Eurasia, in particular the concept of the world tree. It is familiar today as the caduceus, the symbol of medicine; the staff is the axis itself, and the serpents are the guardians or guides to the other realm. It is a common shamanic concept, the healer traversing the axis mundi to bring back knowledge from the other world. The axis mundi both connects heaven and earth as well as provided a path between the two. The axis mundi is commonly represented as a "rope", "tree", "vine", "ladder", "staff", as well as many other things; the yin-yang descends from this in addition to the caduceus. It is sometimes, depending on representation and belief system, considered explicitly male or even phallic.

Many cultures consider a specific place, almost always a hill or mountain, to be the axis mundi; for example, the Sioux consider the Black Hills to be the axis mundi, while Mount Kailash is holy to several religions in Tibet. Often, several places may be considered the axis mundi; in Islam, the Dome of the Rock, where Muhammed was raised and lowered from heaven, as well as the shrine at Mecca play this role. The Temple Mount, site of the Dome of the Rock, is also holy to Judaism and Christianity. Other nearby sites that are considered sacred and are on hills include the Mount of Olives and Calvary. The ancient Greeks had several sites that were considered places of the omphalos (navel) stone, such as the oracle at Delphi, while also maintaining a belief in a world tree and Mount Olympus as the abode of the gods.


YggdrasilMany religious structures explicitly mimic axis mundi. The stupa of Hinduism, and later Buddhism, reflects the Mount Meru. The upright bar of the cross is sometimes seen as representing a world axis, while the steeple of a church or minaret of a mosque indicates a place where the earthly and the divine meet. Structures such as maypoles in pre-Christian Europe and totem poles among Native Americans also formed local or temporary world axes.

Other times a specific plant is considered the axis mundi, such as the Bodhi tree in Buddhism. In some Pacific island cultures the banyan tree, of which the Bodhi tree is of the Sacred Fig variety, is the abode of ancestor spirits. Entheogens are often considered to be the axis mundi, such as the Fly Agaric mushroom among the Tungus. Other corrolaries include Yggdrasil of Norse mythology, Jievaras of Lithuanian mythology, the Sefirot of Judaism, the Chakras common to many Eastern religions, and the Trees of Knowledge and Life in the Garden of Eden.


The CaduceusSome scholars have stated that the architectural axis mundi have transferred into secular societies. In this conception, the Washington Monument of the United States and Eiffel Tower of France represent world axes proclaiming secular power. This transfer of the idea of axis mundi from a religious to non-religious context is sometimes contentious.

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