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Thread: ARTS: Big and Little Poetry--free verse, any verse.

  1. #451
    Chasing my tail ends when I realize it is my own.
    I and everything becomes Zazen being zazen,
    the hand opens, clouds float by, the mirror reflects, it is okay
    to want X and accept Y, feel feelings, stumble a bit… then, as gracefully as possible, getting on with being helpful and kind.


    Gassho
    Tom
    Peaceful Poet, Tai Shi. Ubasoku; calm, supportive, limited to positive 優婆塞 台 婆

  2. #452
    The clouds float freely through the blue sky, the blue sky and clouds are just the blue sky and clouds no matter how much “loss” or “gain” I experience because there ultimately is no loss or gain…even though there IS loss and gain.


    Very nice
    Gassho
    Tom
    Peaceful Poet, Tai Shi. Ubasoku; calm, supportive, limited to positive 優婆塞 台 婆

  3. #453
    Too much for Dear Friend

    I weep for beginnings
    Ends of poems, lines
    Of poems begun just
    Before spring when
    I loved her so much
    My heart aches fir desire
    For herr was not desire
    For her body, but for her
    Eternity which I saw
    In a small sketch
    Above the window
    Which I crawled
    Into to undo the latch
    To the door to my
    Old friends who Oh,
    I just now realized
    How much I loved
    Even Tomas who
    Drank too much
    Like me, who I could
    Not rescue because
    He was too much
    Like me would not
    Stop drinking, made
    Himself sot before
    It was too late, so I
    Go on, go on, go on.


    Gassho
    Tai Shi,
    26/02/2024
    sat/lah
    Peaceful Poet, Tai Shi. Ubasoku; calm, supportive, limited to positive 優婆塞 台 婆

  4. #454
    Courage for Both

    I am the victim of trees
    In beginnings of cold
    Visions of spring, green
    As I look out to covet
    Spring days where we
    Once walked hand, hand
    Hand befor the spring days
    Of late March when beyond
    The Ides we smote days
    Keeping love in our
    Hearts, we knew we would
    Marry in June before
    June 13th when we would
    Depart from Hokkaido
    To Chatem, New Jersey
    Not knowing her skin
    Was dark was dark
    Unlike white parents
    Who then we realized
    Parents had adopted.

    Gassho
    deep bows
    sat/lah
    Peaceful Poet, Tai Shi. Ubasoku; calm, supportive, limited to positive 優婆塞 台 婆

  5. #455
    My Heart Weeps

    Are places, Netherlands, More

    I was friends with first Zazen
    Teachers, advised me, that to sit
    There was special zazen chair,
    Chair one could sit zazen, first
    Zazenkai, told me about first
    Zazenkai, met them early on
    Facebook. Their town's people
    Attacked their village, even
    Reported to us on Facebook
    These were days when Facebook
    Became reporters of those shark
    Things befalling ordinary Zen
    Folks in our world, so these peace
    Folks felt bights of fangs normal
    People striking normal people like
    Anabaptist centuries before when
    Protestants and Catholics attacked
    Other religions, so is Zazen religion
    Some say not not religion way of
    Life, I break poems in middle of
    Prepositional phrases sometimes
    I don't spell right of include an
    Article in my writing, so town's
    People took a dislike to those
    Different, bird-wing Zen Buddhism
    This was different in 2010 when
    Enclave was slaughtered then
    Cabins, soy hut, gardens, homes
    Clotheslines swiftness downed
    Other, mistakes in sitting, moved
    Zazen village, kept it quiet, came
    Back to Facebook to teach people
    Like me that peaceful sitting was
    Okay and the day I learned of
    Decimation of Zazen village I
    Was stunned beyond belief so
    For years I sat stunned that
    Such things could happen in our
    World is a temple, now with Treeleaf
    Zendo I know the privileged to sit
    Zazen on my computer and
    I weep for little village where
    Children taught to sit zazen,
    Now I OWN MY OWN COMPUTER
    So have this privilege to because
    I am wealthy American
    With enough to eat, wonder often
    What became of Dutch people
    Who tried to sit Zazen, what
    Becomes of Burmese children
    Forced to change name of villages
    Even country where they seek
    To practice Buddhism, government
    Won't let second most persecuted
    Religion, right behind Christian, why
    Couldn't Christian villages seek
    Peace with Buddhism there is
    This misunderstanding that
    Loving Kindness is Idol Worship,
    Pictures and statues of Mother
    Mary are not idol worship so
    Why are statues of Buddha
    Idol Worship instead of Loving
    Kindness I break phrases.

    Sat/lah
    GasshoTai Shi
    Tai Shi
    Peaceful Poet, Tai Shi. Ubasoku; calm, supportive, limited to positive 優婆塞 台 婆

  6. #456
    Regret What We Do?

    There are words
    Like ice, ice that bights
    With Cold, that kills
    With my misguided glances
    To criticize, to demand
    Like ignorance in mountains
    To be ignorant of fullness
    This is my fault, though
    I have learned another
    Way, not to report what
    I know not of this
    Situation, like tents
    On mountain passes
    As pioneers struggle
    To understand what
    We see as dust in snowy
    Passes; Donner Party
    Had no recourse, would
    You starve in fields of snow
    Would you deny children
    What they do not understand
    What we see as barbarous
    What we deem as horror?
    How can we condemn
    What is already dead,
    What is left in snow frozen
    In this pass of life survival

    Gassho
    sat/lah
    Tai Shi
    Peaceful Poet, Tai Shi. Ubasoku; calm, supportive, limited to positive 優婆塞 台 婆

  7. #457
    Lukewarm instant coffee
    illuminates the hot sun
    There is no cup here
    just me

    Gassho,
    Anthony, satlah

  8. #458
    Of Consciousness

    Would I one cup
    Bring to mouth
    To wake my frame
    Of my idle frame!
    What cry for us has
    Done, with this day
    In Rohatsu, on that
    Morn when they
    Appeared to find
    Prince worshiped,
    Foretold here Lord
    Prince to honor, King
    Oh King realizing all
    Must die there was
    A King who wandered
    To find Loving Kindness
    To love others as
    Himself, Love more
    Than ultimate gift!
    Waltzing Dancing,
    Below that Yesterday
    Trees of Leaves
    Standing still to be
    Going down these paths
    The twelve knowing
    But the truth of breathe
    Oh Life , do not
    Change our beloved
    Message to all, All
    To all, each morning
    Sing and meditate
    To live in just "the now,"
    Of yesterdays, to
    Not look forward
    Of Consciousness

    These behind, to sit
    Right now--to love
    Another in Loving
    Kindness, instead
    Of focus, yet us Play
    In Receptive Way
    The Sounds of Earth,
    Of birds, let them brightly
    Fly, simply listen, listen,
    To these sounds of Earth
    Be; it is time to fly.

    Tai Shi
    Deep bows
    Gassho
    sat/ lend a hand.
    Last edited by Tai Shi; 03-07-2024 at 03:12 PM. Reason: title
    Peaceful Poet, Tai Shi. Ubasoku; calm, supportive, limited to positive 優婆塞 台 婆

  9. #459
    I did not comment on your poem, Anthony, but very nice leisurely poem of morning breakfast, nice to bring coffee to my mouth. I like this very much. Good for you. My coffee is decaf.

    Gassho
    sat/lah
    Last edited by Tai Shi; 03-24-2024 at 08:39 PM.
    Peaceful Poet, Tai Shi. Ubasoku; calm, supportive, limited to positive 優婆塞 台 婆

  10. #460
    With
    Starship

    I left all for all who have written
    Before we came to meet our lives
    Together in our other worldly

    Rhythm and verse which rolls
    With thunder, into mountains
    Enter Bodhisattva into likeness

    Of thunder, into wisdom of ages
    Twin ages, Mitt-re mighty listen
    Twin brothers toward listening,

    Another light performance, without
    Notice life on Mars existed, mother
    Earth will live as central position

    With Sol, old sun with central light
    As Elon Musk gives design to stars
    Biggest Star Ship rise, as voyage

    To essence central to human kind
    With Buddha likeness infinitesimal
    Limited never as humanity set forth

    And they all said no, thus space limited
    Never nothing, giving mother of recording
    Each hour, what is your technique--less.

    Gassho
    sat/lah
    Last edited by Tai Shi; 03-24-2024 at 08:40 PM. Reason: tittle
    Peaceful Poet, Tai Shi. Ubasoku; calm, supportive, limited to positive 優婆塞 台 婆

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