Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts

Saturday, 25 September 2010

This Horse

This Horse is unpredictable.
It gallops then trots,
This way, then that.

My trusted map turns out to be
Childish scrawl yet we climb through
beautiful valleys, lush with pines.

Abandoning thoughts of past & future
Illumined by the bright Moon,

I hum to myself,
- Squeeze its mane.



Sunday, 27 June 2010

Under-Stand

Standing no-where

As no-one

There is nothing to get

And no-where to go.

Who dares to boast Enlightenment?

Who would cleave the universe in two?


Monday, 14 June 2010

Poem to the Sky-clad

How bitter-sweet,
- Heartbreaking really,
That the sky should believe itself
To be a cloud.

How remarkable!
- Truly joyful!
That the sky should suddenly realize
Its unchanging sky-hood!

Sunday, 9 May 2010

One

Sitting in Zen,
Head, pumps out
Birdsong.

Tuesday, 4 May 2010

Ripple

Early morning Zen,
Nana, coughs
From void.

Saturday, 1 May 2010

Natural State

Lone Heron,
Perched on the rocks,
In Zen.

Tuesday, 6 April 2010

Only Light


The dream is awake.


Monday, 5 April 2010

Ah!


There is nothing for you to get!

Get it?

Transparent Walls

It's funny,

All of your expectations about 'IT',
Your concepts, ideas and prejudices;

They DON'T EXIST!

And yet they get in the way of 'IT'....


Sunday, 4 April 2010

Can you?

Can you simply be in this moment without adding anything to it?

Can you stop and rest in this without labelling and naming it, without thinking about it?

Can you see your obviousness?

Can you?

Nightmare

This dream-world
For which so many kill and are killed,
So thin,
So, so thin...

Impossible

Can you capture space

With a net?

Simplicity

Meet yourself without names and labels.

Be innocent not clever.

It really is this simple.

Wake up!

You are HERE

To WAKE UP to what

You ARE.

(or aren't)...

Dew


The reflection of the garden
In the morning dew
Is only water,
- And yet! And yet!

(with thanks to Issa)

Loneliness


Sad horse,
I'll be,
Your friend.

Birds

Magpies at dusk,
- Crisp, clear, alive.

Friday, 26 March 2010

Love


If I could only tell you
How things really are,

Oh,

How you would laugh....

Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Joke


I don't have anything to say;

Nothing to sell,
No point to make,
No argument to defend.

My life's a mess,
I'm sliding into debts,
And I need a new pair of shoes.

I take public transport.

Don't ask me why all of this
Makes me laugh.

Thursday, 18 March 2010

Unlearning

This is not about naming.

This is about being nameless,
and nameless being.