In poem, a wisdom lost to prosaic precision is clearly perceived beneath the realm of thought. These poems are teachings of the Way.
Category: poetry
This Should Not Be A Sonnet
Is this another sonnet that I hear? I grab my head and shake it all around. Monotony of prose upon my ear, would stand in place of poetry and sound. …
Enter the Spring
Enter the Spring which has sprung up again, Here without warning, yet welcomed a friend, Colors are bursting! Beauty has woken, Everywhere spinning, love is in motion! In comes the …
Distant Are The Stars
As every opportunity, it’s spinning further from me. I do not know the tune, and now I fear I’m losing rhythm, If I lose my mind, none will speak my …
The Leaf
The leaf, green, from the tree, in autumn, fell. The people, where it lay, watched. The wind, unseen, across my face, the ground and sky, blurred. I, here for time …
Madness Into Grace
Madness is a subtle art. When crafted it brings great amusement Madness is an imaginary friend, hidden when life quickens Now things begin to settle. I find It waiting there …
In Sorrow Still, I See The Morrow
In sorrow still, I see the morrow, bring me further strife, Though I would have me strong, reason permits me no relief. That every day, from little ways, to larger …
Rain is Falling
Rain is falling like the drumbeat Chanting rhythm of ancient songs Quiet and hid behind the wind The faithful record echoes faint. Rain is falling like a stillness Upon the …
Sharpen Your Soul 