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Tuesday, July 4, 2017

More Fourth

Saw my photo online.
It’s not really me,
simply my container.

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I’m playing the cards
I was dealt.
Two very high pairs.
And a joker.

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Things change,
power passes.
What a waste of time
to place one’s name
on high.

Indeed

With blessings and grace,
with mind, body, soul.
That's how I am 
one with God.

Fourth of July

Some people can't sleep
in an unmade bed.
Not me.
It does not matter.

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The fire rages 
at our backs.
We have no choice
but to move forward.

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Time can't be trusted.
When young, it's the start
of forever;
old, the same.

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Joy

if it brings you joy,
and it doesn't make me unhappy,
let's do it

Monday, June 26, 2017

It's Magic

Always be yourself,
unless you can be a
magician.
Then be that.

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The strongest people
I know ask for help
when they are
in need of it.

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Hurray!
Hurray!
Once more,
it’s cataract surgery day.

(I’m hungry)

After the Cataract

All those mistakes we make?
Amazingly, no one
really notices.

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When you love someone,
there's no need to do the math.
No calculating.

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It's not a
normally
kind of day.
It's the second
cataract day


Mediocrity

It’s fine to be
whole-heartedly mediocre
at some daily tasks.

June 26

In my lifetime,
hope and despair
have been the same as
greed and anger.

Sometimes, I’m like
an old, blind dog,
running full speed
into the darkness.

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Summer in San Diego
can be a
grand and fanciful story.

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I find beauty in
unexpected moments,
like opening prize doors.

Saturday, June 17, 2017

The days after the Kitty Scan

I try to show
my spiritual self
as harmlessly as I can.

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It’s the little things
that trip me up,
take attention
from my purpose.

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When the time comes,
I’ll not be alone.
They’ll all be there
to greet me.

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Writing these seventeen’s
can be an effort,
unless I just speak truth.

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Food, medicine, clothing shelter.
It’s all that monks need.
Why not me too?

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We are all
just passing through.
Might as well do so
with joy and laughter.

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Rejoice in the day,
walk more slowly,
maybe even felling groovy.

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Contentment reaches me
when I realize
just how much
is enough.



Thursday, June 8, 2017

June 8

Nobody cares
what your major was.
They want to know 
what you will do.

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When you find yourself
in a room, best assume that
you do belong there.

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Don't let people
who don't matter too much
matter too much.
Really.
Don't.

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I'm enjoying 
this stage of my life,
where I can say no,
without guilt.

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I'm happiest, 
(also most in love), 
when I bring 
everything I've got. 

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I’ll see it
when I believe it.
That’s how it is.
“It” has no shortcuts.

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No one but me is
in charge of my happiness.
I’m laughing out loud.

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No matter how uneasy
some days are,
I recall that
I chose them.

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What I picture is
what I create.
I am choosing
the best outcome.


Monday, May 29, 2017

Memorial Day 2017

Living between 
two eternities,
we return to 
where it began.

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If you do not hear
Spirit's voice, it's not because
the talking has stopped.

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Nobody cares
what your major was.
They want to know 
what you will do.

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I'm on a path which
I never anticipated. 
It's pretty cool.

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I'm happiest, 
(also most in love), 
when I bring 
everything I've got. 

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When I think about
how I can be of service, 
I first start at home.

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Not seeing 
a world of abundance:
the biggest hindrance
to peace.

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My dad's fake Rolex
is frozen, the hands 
don't move.
There is only now.

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I really meant that.
It was not flattery,
simply a compliment.

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It's unhealthy to say,
"That's just the way it is."
It need not be so.


Compassion must be a reflection.
I give it.
I also need it.

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My heart knows the way.
I plan to follow it.
What else could I but do?

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Another fence jumper
at the White House.
Were they running in,
or out?

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Problems: if you spot 'em, you got 'em. 
It's better to plan for the best.

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To enjoy peace and calm,
meditate every day.
This is Om's Law.

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Sometimes I go
the extra mile,
others sitting still,
writing my poems.


Monday, May 22, 2017

May 22

The whole point about teaching
is to remove the need
for the teacher.

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There is much to be heard
in silence,
pure, balanced, serene
and perfect.

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Wanting, affirming and
praying for something:
not enough.
We must act.

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

May 16

There's that 
which I can control 
and that I can't. 
Hope I figure that out.

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Sometimes we need to
do more than our best, and one
of those times is now.

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Snipers of fear.
Hurdles of worry.
Stumbling blocks of regret.
Worthless.

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The Rev says God
Could not be everywhere,
so mothers were created.

Friday, May 12, 2017

May 12


Adage for today:
Never mistake caffeine
For enthusiasm

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The news does not
show us reality,
neither human
nor divine.

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Love is otherworldly,
but heartbreak is too much
of the planet.

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Buddha taught we’re each given
ten thousand joys
and ten thousand sorrows.

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Sometimes when I wake,
it’s too, too dark, but I know
the light is coming. 

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Sometimes I go
the extra mile,
others sitting still,
writing my poems.

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Why do the French bother
with all those letters
when they don’t pronounce them? 

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

17 times 3

Eternal Verity
You are.
Be still and know
you are
both the painter and the paint.
You are.
You are.
Be still and. Know
you are
both the singer and the song.
You are.
You are.
Be still and know
you are
both the dreamer and the dream.
You are.
#seventeensyllablesfortwentyseventeentimesthree

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

More 17's




Love is otherworldly,
but heartbreak is too much
of the planet.

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Buddha taught we’re each given
ten thousand joys
and ten thousand sorrows.

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Sometimes when I wake,
it’s too, too dark, but I know
the light is coming.

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Why do the French bother
with all those letters
when they don’t pronounce them?
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The whole point about teaching
is to remove the need
for the teacher.
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I do prefer literature 
to money,
but not to poetry.

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To enjoy peace and calm,
meditate every day.
It's Om's Law.

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You are.
Be still and know
you are both
the singer and the song.
You are.

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You are.
Be still and know
you are both
the sculptor and the marble.
You are,
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You are.
Be still and know
you are both
the painter and the paint.
You are.

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Red, white and blue,
divided by orange,
equals
dark night of the soul.


Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Cataract

Early eye doctor
appointment this date,
morning poem
will have to wait.

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Cataract surgery today,
so I’ll just simply say,
“be seeing you.”

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I’m living in grace,
bright, new left eye on my face,
gratitude in place,

Thursday, April 27, 2017

Time to Eat


today we are asked to weave 3 of 6 words into a poem, all 6 for extra credit...can you guess the words?...my effort:

Feeding Time

There once were four
birdfeeders in our yard,
two seed, two humming,
festooned with the usual
red and yellow.
After we erected
a glass fence to
keep a hungry pest
of a rambling coyote
from our household feline,
said cat became too
fond of birds and
the hummingbirds became
too fond of cracking
their necks on glass
they could not see.
After a few fatal hiccups,
wincing at the sight,
the seed beds are
gone, and the sugar
water is elsewhere,
but all the birds remain,
hoping for a change
of heart and mind.
We see them at
their accustomed
feeding time,
large and small,
colorful and plain,
doves and wrens,
tits and orioles.

And one,
very observant
hawk.

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Cooking Bliss


I love to cook
especially for friends.
There's the food, of course,
the stories we tell,
and before an evening ends,
I simply feel satisfied,
where in the past,
I'd feel stress.
There's a simple reason
for this emotion,
my gustatory happiness.
I’ve learned to take my time,
the secrets of mis en place,
a sip of the cooking wine,
well, maybe an entire glass.
But mostly what it is,
the core of my cooking bliss:
when I peel the potatoes,
I peel the potatoes.
When I cut the tomatoes,
I cut the tomatoes.
When I stir the soup,
I stir the soup.
When I chop the greens,
I chop the greens.
That’s all it takes,
so it seems.

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Faith

I have an old,
old man’s body,
but I know,
know this:
there’s a happy,
happy child, deep,
deep in my heart.
Now you might say how,
how can I be so,
so sure, when I can’t,
can’t see it,
not even with the best,
best mirror.
Well, I might just,
just answer
that I know,
know this in the same,
same way I know,
know there’s an Uncaused
Cause that is All,
all there is.

Monday, April 24, 2017

faith

Simple Beliefs

Tastes like water.
Smells like water.
Feels like water.
Must be a mirage.
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Zen

Sit on you mat,
Zen technocrat.
Simple as that.
Let your worries scat.

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Earth Day

Every day is Earth Day,
each minute a chance
to redeem ourselves.



Thursday, April 20, 2017

a little Buddhism

No doubt, life is suffering..
How does one respond?
Truth or dare?
Who Knows?

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No doubt, life is a challenge.
How does one respond?
Play or hide?
I know.

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Being Remembered



The trick is to live a good life,
without worrying about rewards,
be it from friends or your gods.
If they judge you and are fair,
they’ll admire your effort,
even when you fail.
If you have no gods,
the trick is still to live a good life.
If you have only a few friends,
or even no friends,
you can still live with charity.
If you are steadfast in your goals,
devout in your goodness,
true in your loving kindness,
someone’s memory will hold you dear,
long after you are gone.

Monday, April 17, 2017

and the beat goes on


Tastes like water.
Smells like water.
Feels like water.
Must be a mirage.

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We’re not all brave souls.
Some are the audience
when the brave take their bow.

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I’ll have two
of whatever she’s having.
If it’s good,
maybe one more.

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I see you,
I love you,
and I support you
in your magnificence

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Sometime I forget
who I am.
Fortunately,
Spirit remembers.

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It is not that guilt
is bad or good.
It’s that it simply
does not work.

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It seems to me that
life usually turns out
as it is meant to.

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I am no longer
making a living.
I am, though,
making a life.

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I won’t run or dance,
but my heart sings when you’re near.
Nature loves lovers.

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Winter’s fire is banked,
air dancing above cold coals.
At peace now in spring.

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For the peace
I crave in life,
I need only myself
to be present.

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Washboard abs are okay,
but have you ever tried
jelly-filled donuts?

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I ask if this is
my opinion or
one implanted by others.

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I am still
cultivating happiness
for my life.
There’s more to do.

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When I bury my mind
and expose my heart,
you’ll see my body move.

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It seems to me that
life usually turns out
as it is meant to.

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Encouragement and praise
lift me up higher than
competition does.

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Am I choosing my path,
or is the path choosing me?
I don’t yet know.

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I wonder what it’s like when I meditate.
Clouds slowly drifting by.

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Clinging to even
just one “truth”
makes it hard to hear 
anything new.

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With alcohol,
It always seems to me,
two is not
better than one.



Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Guilt-Free Prayer

Guilt-Free Prayer

If it please God,
may my friends forgive me
my mistakes,
mostly unintended.
If it please God,
may the world forgive me
my interruptions to the flow,
my combative honesty,
my angry outbursts,
mostly uninintended.
If it please God,
may I write from my heart,
sing with my soul,
accept praise and criticism,
mostly without judgement.