Rain in the jacuzzi
A toddlers feet in clear, cold sea
Wind whipping the sunlit tree tops
Around and above all we see
Is a beautiful contrast
A goldmine at the edges of perception
Edges of perception
15 Jun 2016 1 Comment
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You are
14 May 2014 Leave a comment
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You are the contents of your mind
You are changing constantly
You are still
You are ashamed of what you are
You are everything you want to be
You are a mystery to unravel
You are boring
You are mindful of your mind
You are blissfully ignorant
You are defending a thought to the death
You are exhausted
You have everything worked out
You are powerless and falling apart
You do not exist
You are the most important thing in the universe
You are enlightened
You are absurd
You are the sum of electrons in the brain
You are a miracle
You are all of these things
You are none of them
You are…
Imaginary
07 May 2014 Leave a comment
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If we are all an imaginary construct
Of our own mind
Then everything we understand
Or think we understand
Is imaginary too
Misery, no misery
05 Mar 2014 Leave a comment
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Stop looking for answers elsewhere. Abide in your misery, if that be your lot, and see at its heart that it is not misery at all, but something glorious, something ordained by no one, but wonderful all the same.
Butterfly
08 Aug 2013 Leave a comment
in Poems Tags: Creativity, Happiness, inspiration, life, Online Writing, Perception, Philosophy, Poetry, spirituality, Zen, Zen Mirror
Poetry, a butterfly’s wings
A delicate supposition, neither here nor there
Hinting at more than can be said
Places these words might take you
But look too closely and you’ll fall
To where nothing has any meaning at all
Time goes slow
06 Jul 2012 2 Comments
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Time goes slow
When we look to the future,
Wishing we were anywhere but here.
Do we have the resources to fill the space,
Between what is and want we want –
Not by leaving this behind,
But by making now what we want?
It’s harder than you think to stay concentrated, keep yourself entertained,and not simply sleep through the greater part of life.
Try it.
Words…
03 Jul 2011 18 Comments
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Feelings, thought, intuition and sensing
31 May 2011 3 Comments
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Feeling is…
Geese hooting at the moon over water,
The gentle lap of waves on the shore
Thinking is…
Tilting scales on creaking chain,
Not a grain of sand is lost
Intuition is…
Sparks that fly from the fireside,
Eyes that stray to the stars
Sensing is…
Soil under feet,
Loamy taste of earth on fingers
What do books know?
15 Apr 2011 3 Comments
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Concentration
08 Apr 2011 4 Comments
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All beyond is darkness, irrelevance,
There is only the now,
The fist, the blood and the pain…
And the joy, the unbearable, unbreakable joy
Of living,
In pure concentration,
This poem –
All that’s left behind




