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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.

a couple more


How do you spend your days?
What do you enjoy doing?
Now blend those two.

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








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Sunday, April 9, 2017

More April Seventeen's

I have many withs,
and a lot of withouts.
I’m okay with both states.

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The face of war never changes.
Old men hide behind words.
Young men die,

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It was sold as gold.
It looks like silver.
Nope.
It’s solid arsenic.

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The Buddha was asked
if he was a god.
He replied,
I am awake

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Enlightened.
Hallelujah!
Content.
Hallelujah!
Peace, Love and Joy.

Saturday, April 8, 2017

Doctor Seuss Does Panic Attacks




From the halls of Montezuma to a hedge-lined nursery, I’d no idea what it was, what was happening to me. It was a beautiful day, early in May, children at play, free to be free. There were flags unfurled to a mid-Spring breeze, no reasons to fret, and all was at ease. Such a sunny scene, no fear of showers, no nerves at work, I was just buying flowers. Suddenly it hit me, bright lights, roaring sound, the flowers went flying, me too, to the ground, with chest beating wildly, gasping for air, no idea what to do, I just had to leave there. Eventually I calmed, tried looking back, realized this wasn’t the first such attack, with thoughts of death, pure fight or flight, with no clue as to cause, try as I might. Later, in treatment, I learned what it was, it became all too obvious, the reasons, the cause. The children that day were all Vietnamese, no danger to me, nor their families, but that has little to do with the truth, don’t you see, there’s no logic to emotions in PTSD. I’m better now, but I’ll never be free. It’s a life sentence, this thing, this PTSD. I have coping skills now to assist, and people who know, and little by little, it improves as I grow,, a little bit older, a lot more wise, so now when the attacks start, I just close my eyes, notice my breathing, count the beats of my heart. It’s not a total solution, but hey, it’s a start. 

Friday, April 7, 2017

Vibrations



It might just be my fading ears,
but it seems to me
those new, thick windows and sliders
throughout our forever home
have stolen most of the outside sounds:
the cars and trucks
(but not the ambulances),
the roofers shouting
from the condos across the street,
(but not their supervisor)
the lawn mowers
(but not the leaf blowers).
Sadly, the small birds,
(but not the doves),
and, alas, the wind chimes.

But there’s one window
we did not replace,
a tallish, narrow,
louvered one in my bathroom,
next to where I write my poems.
It has an odd knob,
like the one that opens the gas fireplace valve.
When that window’s open, louvers ajar,
especially in the morning,
I can hear the traffic from the freeway,
a mile or so away,
the working folks on their daily trek south.
They start in the dark of night,
and return again, before dusk.
Long retired now,
I wonder about them.
Are they happy?
Do they like their work?
(If not, why do they do it?)
Fear?
(probably).
I send them a little prayer,
wishing them joy,
hoping they find their bliss,
before the sounds of
can’t and don’t and mustn’t
freeze them before the daily tidal wave
(or, at least, I hope they learn to surf).

Thursday, April 6, 2017

April Continues

What were your noises made,
the sounds you heard,
before your parents were born?

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The brighter the light,
the darker the shadow.
I can find love in both.

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It takes a lot of love
to survive those
husband and wife arguments

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Nature doesn’t rush things,
it doesn’t try.
It just does.
Plants simply grow.

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We’re all worthy of
a few daily moments of
peace, calm and quiet.



Sunday, April 2, 2017

April Fools Plus One

The present moment
is the only moment.
Might as well settle in.


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Don’t mess around.
Whatever you are doing,
do the hell out of it.

Saturday, April 1, 2017

It's PAD time

Grand gestures
are not needed.
Small, quiet kindnesses
are more useful.

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Don’t mess around.
Whatever you are doing,
do the hell out of it.

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Recalling my first
meditation ,
there is nothing to
remember.

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

more 17 as April nears

I have more than I need,
though all plots have weeds.
Now I just need a seed.

We’re all just
passing through.
So what will you do
with the time
left to you?

It’s useful to attend
to what opens my heart,
awakens my soul.

Every day is
I Care About You Day,
including all of you.

When the world wears
on me, politics chafe,
there’s always our flowers.


Don’t give up.
Have courage.
Fight back.
Distribute your strength
to those in pain.

What lies behind,
what lies ahead,
are fine,
but, oh,
what lies within us.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

some more 17 syllables for 2017

Mindfulness requires engagement.
If we see something,
we must act.


My only hand-to-hand
combat now is when
I merge my palms to pray.

But wait, there’s also
those times of bowing
to friends, saying
namaste.

When I can’t come up
with an answer, I know
that Grace will carry me

The longer I live,
the more I see
Divinity in everything.

My poetry spreads
at the rate it is meant to.
No publishers, please.


Guilt, shame, sadness and remorse
moved my past life.
Grace will carry me home.

I am ever striving for your happiness.
Have I been successful?

Monday, March 13, 2017

a few more...

I find faith
to be healthy,
a little doubt
to be good insurance.

I wake up in wonder.
According to Socrates,
I’ll soon be wise.

You gotta be a little crazy
to have an imagination.


I now seek
the longest grocer’s lines,
and am never disappointed.

I attend Seaside CSL
to learn how to think,
not what to think.


Glad to wake with just one
decision to make each day:
to be happy