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Friday, January 30, 2015

Being - tanka



the trees sing
the birds are in song all day
the night silence sings

all of creation brimming
with the ecstasy of Being

~~~

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

The wounded heart - tanka



I do not know when
you impaled yourself in me
daring, unflinching

the wound has been bleeding 
nothing but exquisite joy

~~~


Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Bee song - haiku




the flowers wait
as lovers do, for bee buzz
somewhere, rain falls


I pluck beans
a gift to me from the bees
more precious than gold


who would have thought
my heart would burst open
with bee hum?

~~~

Monday, January 26, 2015

Just silence


a silence
sits on the moving river
call it a poem

or the spirit
from which all things rise
I just gaze until

it erases me
and then there is just silence
looking at itself

~~~