FOR SOMEONE WHO DID YOU WRONG By John O'Donohue Though its way is to strikeIn a dumb rhythm,Stroke upon stroke,As though the heartWere an anvil,The hurt you sentHad a mind of its own. Something in you knewExactly how to shape it,To hit the targetSlipping into the heartThrough some wound-windowLeft open since childhood. While it struck … Continue reading Poem: For Someone Who Did You Wrong
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My Poem: The Rose is My Lotus Flower
The rose is my lotus flowerIts scent so divineIts colors so sublimeIts petals so soft It's a symbol of loveThe rose is my lotus flowerIt also emerges from mudIt also reaches for the heavens It survives droughts and floodsThe lotus of the prairieThe rose is my lotus flowerAs its bud opens beautifully My heart transcends … Continue reading My Poem: The Rose is My Lotus Flower
…or Text Instead of Call?
Photo credit: Dra. Blues, Flickr Don't use the phone.People are never ready to answer it.Use poetry.---Jack Kerouac
One Day. Day One.
...And then one day you find ten years have got behind youNo one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun...Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled linesHanging on in quiet desperation is the English wayThe time is … Continue reading One Day. Day One.
The 10 Ox Herding Illustrations
Sometimes called: Oxherder Illustrations . Ten Bulls. Ten Ox Herding Pictures. This series of illustrations is about taming the wild calf, and the calf is the wild mind, and in the story its needs are tamed. This story originated in china in the 12th century. It ended in the disappearance of the practitioner. In the … Continue reading The 10 Ox Herding Illustrations
Haiku by Matsuo Basho
Bashō's supposed birthplace in Iga Province Bashō (1644 – 1694) was the most famous Japanese poet of the Edo period. Since the crescent moon,I have been waiting for tonight. By my new banana plantThe first sign of something I loathe--A miscanthus bud! Even a horseArrests my eyes--on thisSnowy morrow. Another year is goneA traveler's shade … Continue reading Haiku by Matsuo Basho
Atoms as Poetry
When it comes to atoms, language can be used only as in poetry.The poet, too, is not nearly so concerned with describing facts as with creating images.----Niels Bohr
