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For a While….

Posted in Musings on March 31, 2007 | Leave a Comment »

The park bench
Brings to mind
Fond memories
Of other benches
In other parks
And I smile
For a while

Let It Go

Posted in My Laughing Buddha on March 31, 2007 | 11 Comments »

Looking at the telephone
She wondered…
Memories of one-sided dream,
A tiny drop of tears,
Felt silently into the telephone.

A one sided dream – a clutter, of hopes and tears
But a dream built…
As she move along.

Now it’s all over,
Her mind it knows,
Its ‘love’ but is different.
Sub – jugated questions…

Down confused virtues.
Wondering why….

Hoping in vain it will pass her by.
It [...]

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An Empty Box

Posted in Life's Like That on March 31, 2007 | Leave a Comment »

An empty box
Opened,
Knifed,
Beating against the wall
Lying uselessly
On the streets
Flattened out
Rolling along
Meaninglessly
Just like this day
Empty
Blank
So utterly useless

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Hui Neng

Posted in Aha This! on March 28, 2007 | Leave a Comment »

Neither is there Bodhi-tree,
Nor yet a mirror bright;
Since in reality all is void,
Whereon can the dust fall?

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No, Don’t

Posted in My Laughing Buddha on March 28, 2007 | Leave a Comment »

Look, walk slowly.
Wait.
Even slower.
Step carefully, please,
Noiselessly;
See that your feet make no sound.
The glass of my dreams will shatter
And wake me up.

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Your Name

Posted in My Laughing Buddha on March 27, 2007 | 1 Comment »

I sit
For so long
With your name
On this blank paper

Your name
Just your name exists;
Could there be a better poem?

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Tonight

Posted in My Laughing Buddha on March 27, 2007 | Leave a Comment »

Tonight is calm and sober
Light penetrates dark as if weary
My desk is cluttered, keys to keep out cold
Sunglasses to dim the silences
Alarm clock to wake an insomniac
A lamp turned down in shame
Scraps and coins, scraps and coins
My hands typing,
Certainly somewhere
Someone has just
Witnessed a miracle
Certainly somewhere
Someone has just typed a perfect poem
thrown it away [...]

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Buson Yosa

Posted in Aha This! on March 25, 2007 | Leave a Comment »

Spring evening.
To the half dying incense
I add it.

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It Is…

Posted in Our lives as we live on March 25, 2007 | 9 Comments »

Friendship means that you have made somebody else more important than yourself;
somebody else has become more precious than you yourself.
It is not a business.
It is love in its purity.

Osho – Satyam Shivam Sundram

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