Walk Softly Live Gently

If you wander don’t worry you’re not lost

Meditation

To meditate does not mean to fight with a problem
To meditate means to observe.
Your smile proves it.
It proves that you are being gentle with yourself,
that the sun of awareness is shining in you,
that you have control of your situation.
You are yourself,
and you have acquired some peace.
by Thich Nhat Hahn

The Treasure

O you who’ve gone on pilgrimage -
where are you, where, oh where?
Here, here is the Beloved!
Oh come now, come, oh come!
Your friend, he is your neighbor,
he is next to your wall -
You, erring in the desert -
what air of love is this?
If you’d see the Beloved’s
form without any form -
You are the house, the master,
You [...]

Radiance

If ten lamps are in one place,
each differs in form from another;
yet you can’t distinguish whose radiance is whose
when you focus on the light.
In the field of spirit there is no division;
no individuals exist.
Sweet is the oneness of the Friend with His friends.
Catch hold of spirit.
Help this headstrong self disintegrate;
that beneath it you may discover [...]

And For No Reason

And
For no reason
I start skipping like a child.
And
For no reason
I turn into a leaf
That is carried so high
I kiss the sun’s mouth
And dissolve.
And
For no reason
A thousand birds
Choose my head for a conference table,
Start passing their
Cups of wine
And their wild songbooks all around.
And
For every reason in existence
I begin to eternally,
To eternally laugh and love!
When I turn [...]

Balance

This weeks prompt at One Deep Breath is ‘balance’

Rock
Paper
Scissors

Stone on stone
Mind and heart
Heart wins

You are the earth
You are the sky
Yes, you are

For Brody

For this weeks haiku prompt “Simple Pleasures) at One Deep Breath Poetry
Downs knows no bounds
When he smiles that broad smile
I melt in pleasure

Brody runs, grabs, hugs
Paw Paw, full lips offered
purest simplest pleasure

Possibility

This weeks prompt is “Renewal” on Writers Island
all moments are new
all moments are sacred
in their newness
clean, pure, radiant
in anticipation
of newbirth
every particle or wave
is a possibility
of complete
renewal

The Creek

lift wet stone from creek
wet bare feet, soaked blue jeans
crayfish* between toes
for One Deep Breath poetry
*Crayfish (Northeast, Great Lakes)
Crawdad (Southeast, Midwest, Plains)
Crawfish (All over U.S.)

The Arches

This one from the archives is for the Writers Island prompt “The Journey”.
The Arches
That day we floated
down the brownish river
in a makeshift ship,
a construction site derelict
stolen in the half light of dusk,
we were maybe twelve
in wet blue jeans
and tee shirts rolled
at the sleeves according to custom
in those placid fifties.
The tainted shallow water
was no hindrance
that warm [...]

Obfuscation

Ripe for abuse
this weeks juicy prompt is;
Yoda quickly dries chin.

For One Deep Breath Poetry

Defining Sleep

head fell to shoulder
as emptiness overtook
mind as cloud
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Tiny Pretty Things….

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

Recipe

two soft loving lips
add two more willing soft lips
gently stir. Voila!

William Carlos Williams

(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 [...]

Non-Dual

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). [...]

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