Life is a pie.
Not a berry, not a peach,
not a cherry out of reach.
Eat it up quickly,
saving some for midnight
when time stands still,
and shadows wait to
eat you up.
Category Archives: zen poems
…green leaf vines…
Green leaf vines
climb ever taller,
ever up, ever
seeking sun and solace.
Do they have a need
to be taller than
anyone else, or
do they just
love the sky….
…seeds…
the mesmerized moon
swings circles
round rainbow clouds
seeds cradled in their nests
wonder what time it is
asking the raindrops
which way… which way
…all of it…
I keep the faith, wondering
just what it is that I believe in.
…..besides myself.
Besides all of it together,
working as one,
humming to itself.
…the moon…
Dog symphonies staccato the landscape,
while lawns are trimmed
and chickens call to rest.
Tonite the quiet rules, and
moon makes magic while I sleep.
…to a tail…
It must be wonderful to have a tail…
to issue comments from the back of me…
and wave away irritation.
To send tidings of trust….
and messages of wisdom to the stars.
…bats…
Bats are in my belfries
My belfries need a lift
My lifter likes another guy
And guys all get me miffed
My miffter makes a lot of noise
I think it needs some juice
My juicer doesn’t even care
If venison or moose.
…winding wind…
The wind winds webs around my heart,
calling of long agos and things I cannot tell.
The betweens of you and me
still soft on my tongue.
——————-
…the knowing…
See thru the glass of existence,
below the surface of a lake,
underneath the rock.
Know that the chickadee is as the mustard seed…..
small but full of words without words,
time that is timeless,
smoke that is not fire.
…what is…
What is this thing, this place,
this timelessness, that is
the ever-now, ever-present,
ever-gone-again…… and now…
……Here …..
I was always fond of Cosmic humor.
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