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Life is change….why not one small part of its expression?

Follow up:

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Ripe for abuse

this weeks juicy prompt is;

Yoda quickly dries chin.

For One Deep Breath Poetry

head fell to shoulder

as emptiness overtook

mind as cloud

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Since Writers Island has so many different writers in it I thought to dig up an oldie (August 28th) that I wrote for “One Deep Breath” haiku site. (And my wife had hip replacement surgery today so I’m a little distracted)

Onyx and Pearl

Tiny diamonds surround them

brought tears to her eyes

two soft loving lips

add two more willing soft lips

gently stir. Voila!

Is repetitive action virtuous action?

If behaviour and conduct are merely repetitive processes then

all human relationships actually cease.

If I behave mechanically every day,

- repeating a certain code of conduct which I have learnt,

which I find profitable, or which is pleasant,

repeating that over and over again, -

my relationship with you ceases, completely -

I have become a machine.

- J. Krishnamurti

(One of my favorite poets; thought you might enjoy it too)

excerpts from Perpetuum Mobile: The City

—a dream
we dreamed
each
separately
we two

of love
and of
desire—

that fused
in the night—

in the distance
over
the meadows
by day
impossible—
The city
disappeared
when
we arrived—

A dream
a little false
toward which
now
we stand
and stare
transfixed—

All at once
in the east
rising!

All white!
small
as a flower—

a locust cluster
a shad bush
blossoming

Over the swamps
a wild
magnolia bud—
greenish
white
a northern
flower—

And so
we live
looking—

At night
it wakes
On the black
sky—

a dream
toward which
we love—
at night
more
than a little
false—

We have bred
we have dug
we have figured up
our costs
we have bought
an old rug—

We batter at our
unsatisfactory
brilliance—

There is no end
to desire—

Let us break
through
and go there

in
vain!

—delectable
amusement:

City

whose stars
of matchless
splendor—
and
in bright—edged
clouds
the moon—

bring

silence

breathlessly—

Tearful city
on a summer’s day
the hard grey
dwindling
in a wall of
rain—

farewell!

William Carlos Williams from The Collected Poems of William Carlos Williams: Volume I 1909-1939. © New Directions, 1991.

This is the first draft of a post of a few days ago, “Wei Wu Wei“. Thought I would post it as well for context and contrast.

truth is non dual

only seeing is itself truth

all else is bondage

non volitional living

the see-er and the thing seen

is the dualism

“The seeing of Truth cannot be dualistic (a ‘thing’ seen). It cannot
be seen by a see-er, or via a see-er. There can only be a seeing which
itself is Truth. ‘All Else is Bondage; Non-Volitional Living’ “- Wei Wu
Wei

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River flows

just passing water.

No ripple or drop

the same.

Therefore

there is no river,

there is no man.

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when you come

blossoms burst with color

frog leaps higher

simplicity shines-
in a well written haiku
like morning sunsets

for One Deep Breath weekly prompt

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It’s all in my head

this imaginary life

imposing itself

in its form

upon the universe.

This imaginary life

flies from the brain

onto page after page

tweaking your own

imaginary life.

Thus you write your own

tome of a life imagined

in line and verse.

And the universe

remembers.

This one inspired by the first prompt at Writers Island

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truth is non dual

only seeing is itself truth

all else is bondage

Based on a quote by Wei Wu Wei

giving self to love

with our deepest and best

like flowers to bees

It’s all in my head

this imaginary life

imposing itself

in its form

upon the universe.