In the mornings light
I travel through memories of
Dreams from the nights sleep.
I reach to all sides
Attempting to grasp the
Emerald, ruby and golden gemstones
As they fall to the floor
Like rain scattering drops.
They bounce into mid air
Like autumn leaves orchestrated by the wind
And fly out into universes beyond
My current understanding.
I look to my hands and treasure
The halfcup full I’ve retrieved
I examine each one with wonder and
Arrange them into strings of jewels
Connecting the parallel worlds explored
During sleep and woken hours.
In time I’ll recall more memories
Like I will see more falling stars
And add them to these threads
Creating links of new discoveries
Of my being, purpose and life.
A Raining Tuesday:3pm
The Café was alive;
A cluttered chatter
A piano playing jazz cd
A chinking of collected plates
A buzzing of the milk frothing machine
People read
People wrote
People talked
People laughed
People spoke loudly
People strained to hear
People were heard
People ate, people drank,
People txt, people emailed, people typed
And an elderly man and young lady, even slept.
A cluttered chatter
A piano playing jazz cd
A chinking of collected plates
A buzzing of the milk frothing machine
People read
People wrote
People talked
People laughed
People spoke loudly
People strained to hear
People were heard
People ate, people drank,
People txt, people emailed, people typed
And an elderly man and young lady, even slept.
The Laughter We Share
You make the basic laughing cells in me smile.
They react to what you say with a chuckle and
Reconcile any doubts I have about your ways.
The “happy” vibrations flow freely from
My molecular mind down to my tickled toes
Bouncing in flight as they sparkle
Like golden jewels and lively sprites.
There are times when I’m doubled over in hysterics
Holding my stomach to contain the pain reacting
To the comments that drop from your tongue…
I so simply love the way you make me laugh.
They react to what you say with a chuckle and
Reconcile any doubts I have about your ways.
The “happy” vibrations flow freely from
My molecular mind down to my tickled toes
Bouncing in flight as they sparkle
Like golden jewels and lively sprites.
There are times when I’m doubled over in hysterics
Holding my stomach to contain the pain reacting
To the comments that drop from your tongue…
I so simply love the way you make me laugh.
Relentless Wind
Today the wind
like thoughts
and voices
and paying taxes
and hiding secrets
and working
and eating
and shitting
and sleeping
and breathing
and all else we repeat
each day…
is relentless.
like thoughts
and voices
and paying taxes
and hiding secrets
and working
and eating
and shitting
and sleeping
and breathing
and all else we repeat
each day…
is relentless.
Consumerism
Obsolete goods
Like the wasted gifts
You never wanted
Like the perfectly good car
You trade in for better
Like the mobile phone
Built to last only a year
Like the packaging used
To persuade you to buy
Like the thrown out food
You made too much of… yet again
Everything you so desperately desired
Now no longer care for…
Piled high, crushed then covered
To create the basis for land
Upon which we’ll later live.
Like the wasted gifts
You never wanted
Like the perfectly good car
You trade in for better
Like the mobile phone
Built to last only a year
Like the packaging used
To persuade you to buy
Like the thrown out food
You made too much of… yet again
Everything you so desperately desired
Now no longer care for…
Piled high, crushed then covered
To create the basis for land
Upon which we’ll later live.
A Blissful Introspection
No inner chatter
Negative judgments or remarks
Nor useless thoughts of worry
For that which may never materialise
No abusive over drone
Nor angry response
No impatience
Nor irritability
No utterance of hate
For self, for others, for place or task
Nothing…
An empty space
A place of silence
A place of still
A place we accept
A place we find within ourselves
A place we can call serenity
Negative judgments or remarks
Nor useless thoughts of worry
For that which may never materialise
No abusive over drone
Nor angry response
No impatience
Nor irritability
No utterance of hate
For self, for others, for place or task
Nothing…
An empty space
A place of silence
A place of still
A place we accept
A place we find within ourselves
A place we can call serenity
The Buddha’s Diamond Eye
Twinkling today directly into my eye
The diamond worn on the Buddha’s forehead
glistened and grasped my attention.
I heard him say
Be still
Be silent
Sit and listen... only to your own breath
Away from the head full of thought
Away from the heart full of emotions
Away from the body full of aches and pains
Follow only the in breath
Follow only the out breath
Follow the stillness in between the breaths
Follow only the tummy as it naturally
rises and falls and rests with each breath
How simple his words
to comprehend as instructions
and put into actions
How trying these actions
to put into practice
for the duration of the meditation
How serene the outcome
Immediately after the sit
How challenging to carry this calm
Into the crowded streets we walk
The homes we habitually live
The conversations we hold with others
The work we carry out for a living
How honourable to humanity
And all within this universe
To practice holding this same mindfulness
Away from the Buddha’s eye
The diamond worn on the Buddha’s forehead
glistened and grasped my attention.
I heard him say
Be still
Be silent
Sit and listen... only to your own breath
Away from the head full of thought
Away from the heart full of emotions
Away from the body full of aches and pains
Follow only the in breath
Follow only the out breath
Follow the stillness in between the breaths
Follow only the tummy as it naturally
rises and falls and rests with each breath
How simple his words
to comprehend as instructions
and put into actions
How trying these actions
to put into practice
for the duration of the meditation
How serene the outcome
Immediately after the sit
How challenging to carry this calm
Into the crowded streets we walk
The homes we habitually live
The conversations we hold with others
The work we carry out for a living
How honourable to humanity
And all within this universe
To practice holding this same mindfulness
Away from the Buddha’s eye
The Detachment Tear
Where there is an understanding and respect for detachment
A discernment about when to apply it
and to what degree.
There evolves a space
for serenity
to sit
snuggled up
next to peace
with harmony
at it's other side.
_
A discernment about when to apply it
and to what degree.
There evolves a space
for serenity
to sit
snuggled up
next to peace
with harmony
at it's other side.
_
Ten Little Haiku Poems Written in Korea
Soft white snowflakes descending
Land upon your nose
Awaken the sleeping birds
Leafless trees expose their frame
Bare and obvious
The protection has vanished
A crisp clear-cut cold night
Many sparkling stars
Wishes will come true for all
Flames from the winter fire
Reflect in their eyes
A burning passion is born
Crystal cobalt skies above
Not a bird in sight
The stark solitude of cold
A lucid path of red leaves
The moon as the guide
Follow and trust your guidance
Rains down pouring overhead
Saturate the earth
Time to plant new seeds of life
Cheeks of rosy red berries
Siberian winds
Chill the circulating blood
Snow covered forest flooring
No trail to walk
Cries from the little lost fawn
Silence and crackling twigs
Dried out old branches
Forty five degree fires
Land upon your nose
Awaken the sleeping birds
Leafless trees expose their frame
Bare and obvious
The protection has vanished
A crisp clear-cut cold night
Many sparkling stars
Wishes will come true for all
Flames from the winter fire
Reflect in their eyes
A burning passion is born
Crystal cobalt skies above
Not a bird in sight
The stark solitude of cold
A lucid path of red leaves
The moon as the guide
Follow and trust your guidance
Rains down pouring overhead
Saturate the earth
Time to plant new seeds of life
Cheeks of rosy red berries
Siberian winds
Chill the circulating blood
Snow covered forest flooring
No trail to walk
Cries from the little lost fawn
Silence and crackling twigs
Dried out old branches
Forty five degree fires
Decisions We Have, Take and Make
This Morning I Awoke…
Agitated by the Comments of others
Finding low Tolerance for their Words
Holding little Compassion for Obsessions they hold.
Seeds of Anger grew in me for Feeling this way
Who am I to Judge?
Why do I Need to do it at all?
Why can I not just Let others Be?
Without adding My judgment?
Why do I need to Awaken the Sleeping Fire of Frustration?
And Struggle with Myself over how They are?
I Decide to Remove this Uncomfortable Inner Skirmish.
I Sit in Silence with my Breath
I Set the Feelings, Thoughts and Myself… Free
I Allow my Frustrated Mind to Stop Judging
I Relax into Simplicity by Accepting All
With Unconditional Love and Understanding.
I Realise there is no-one whom Makes me…
Read what I do
Think what I do
Judge like I do
Or react like I do… Apart from Me.
I have
All the Power
All the Control
I take All the Responsibility
I make All the Decisions that Result in how I feel.
I Acknowledge the Feelings
I Feel their Desire
I See their Route of Destruction
I Taste their Hurt and Pain
I Turn the Page
To a Blank Sheet… A Clear Neutral Mind.
I Choose Peaceful Energy
To Project from my Heart.
For this World Needs No More Feeding into War
From Individuals Grappling with Their Power to Control Others.
Agitated by the Comments of others
Finding low Tolerance for their Words
Holding little Compassion for Obsessions they hold.
Seeds of Anger grew in me for Feeling this way
Who am I to Judge?
Why do I Need to do it at all?
Why can I not just Let others Be?
Without adding My judgment?
Why do I need to Awaken the Sleeping Fire of Frustration?
And Struggle with Myself over how They are?
I Decide to Remove this Uncomfortable Inner Skirmish.
I Sit in Silence with my Breath
I Set the Feelings, Thoughts and Myself… Free
I Allow my Frustrated Mind to Stop Judging
I Relax into Simplicity by Accepting All
With Unconditional Love and Understanding.
I Realise there is no-one whom Makes me…
Read what I do
Think what I do
Judge like I do
Or react like I do… Apart from Me.
I have
All the Power
All the Control
I take All the Responsibility
I make All the Decisions that Result in how I feel.
I Acknowledge the Feelings
I Feel their Desire
I See their Route of Destruction
I Taste their Hurt and Pain
I Turn the Page
To a Blank Sheet… A Clear Neutral Mind.
I Choose Peaceful Energy
To Project from my Heart.
For this World Needs No More Feeding into War
From Individuals Grappling with Their Power to Control Others.
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