All day i stay soaked in blood.
This blood slowly dries
And begins to darken.
A crust begins to form
Which i peel with my nails.
Even the skin begins to come off
With the scabs,
Raw odour of blood in the nose,
Dark
Dried stains on my clothes.
Everyday i get my newspaper
Drenched in blood.
Archive for August, 2007
Blood
Posted in Musings on August 27, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Ikkyu
Posted in Aha This! on August 26, 2007 | 2 Comments »
No begining,
No end.
Our mind
Is born and dies:
The emptiness of emptiness!
Debt
Posted in Life's Like That on August 25, 2007 | 2 Comments »
With my teeth
I pick up
The pieces of my self
Piece by piece.
Who has the time
To look up
At the horizon?
Time sits on my shoulders
Splintering
My life into pieces.
You can’t pay back
The debts
Of life;
Not even with life.
Raindrops in Beijing
Posted in Time Table on August 25, 2007 | 6 Comments »
You know
I
Love rain
Makes me peaceful within
Makes me meditate
Makes me quiet
And horny
All at the same time.
I want to feel
The rain in my bones
And remain quiet
So quiet
That I can listen
To the drops falling.
You
Know I love rain.
Basho
Posted in Aha This! on August 25, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
The morning glory also
turns out
not to be my friend.
Wu-men Huai-kai
Posted in Aha This! on August 25, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Spring comes with its flowers, autumn with the moon,
Summer with breezes, winter with snow;
When useless things don’t stick in the mind,
That is your best season.
Chia Tao
Posted in Aha This! on August 15, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Under the pine
I ask the boy,
He say’s,”My master’s gone to gather herbs.”
I only know he’s is on this mountain,
Cloud- hidden, whereabouts unkown.
Basho
Posted in Aha This! on August 13, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Along this way
Goes no one
This autumn evening.
Basho
Posted in Aha This! on August 13, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Another year gone -
Hat in my hand
Sandals on my feet
Aasmani Chatri
Posted in Roots and Wings on August 12, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Barish se jo rishta hai
Pani pe maan khichta hai
Pechli koi pehchan hai;
Shayad phir udna chahe
Ambar se jorna chahe
Bholi hai anjaan hai…