January 29, 2010
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Darkness lingers / as rain sets in for a day / of gloom and thought #haiku
Rusted nail / holding the exhausted fence / determined #haiku
Soft skin / gentle to my touch / conscious of my heart #haiku
Grandiose visions / of the world dancing in the / moons fading glory #haiku
The earth has become speechless ~ quietly it sits in prayer ~ clearing the contents of mind ~ and becoming new #dodoitsu
January 27, 2010
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Haikus from my 2nd Period Freshman English Class
*****These first 3 Haikus are from my student Dena. She is an amazing poet.
Breathe green energy / walk through trees and discover / vibrations exchange
Path of old pages / words guide the way to power / the doors close at nine
Afraid of the farm / caught in charismatic plants / not right for me now
*****The next set are from various other students who tried their best.
I went to the store / I bought a bunch of Cheetos / they taste very good
Mushroom clouds are cool / they are a fun thing to watch / they end with a boom
The laptop is white / the ugly table is grey / all the walls are blue
****Then there were those who just couldn’t quite grasp the art of 5/7/5.
That girl has huge feet / I bet you money they smell bad / I’m going to ask her out
I play lacrosse / I am a goalie / it really hurts
Mark is on the computer / he makes beats on the computer / he is a cool sound mixer
January 22, 2010
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Angels wings / smell of sweet soft clouds / feeding my soul
The small glass turtle / looked at the harsh crashing waves / with bold fearlessness
This beautiful world / a true reflection of God / the first great artist
January 21, 2010
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My brain gets wrapped up
Clouded
In a drowning sea
Where the waves crash down upon me
And I can’t think straight
I hear the annoying sound of the clock
Ticking like a sledgehammer
Beating against my head
This thought wanders this way
This thought goes another
This thought tries to trick me
Trick me into thinking I’m caged
Trapped
Can’t breathe
Little whispers of –
The world is crashing in
The money’s wearing thin
You’re not ok
You’re never gonna to be ok
Each thought digs a deeper hole
But when all hope seems to be lost
I euthanize my brain
Kill it mercifully
Empty the contents of old
Leaving it infantile
All things come from emptiness
And a new seed is planted
Patiently I let it grow
Peace shoots begin to sprout
Love starts to take over
The sent of beauty overwhelms
Hope hangs down like vines
And this rebirth continues
Like a phoenix from the ashes
I become reborn more magnificent than ever
January 13, 2010
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The poets time ~ embracing deep thoughts ~ eyes closed shut ~ the mind among flowers ~ floating in a sea
Laughter from the yard / the kids playing with the dog / I think I’ll join them
Lost in a trance ~ blinded by love ~ beautiful world ~ with hands held tight ~ and lips lost in passion
In the cold ~ birds huddle ~ on brittle limbs ~ while gray clouds ~ hide the sun
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All Things are Impermanent
Down in the narrow valley we followed a small river. The valley was littered with immense boulders that had fallen from the high mountains surrounding us on each side. It was a bit unnerving knowing that at any minute another one of these great rocks could come tumbling down upon us. Nonetheless, we pushed on through the rough terrain, boulder hopping at times, and wading through the river at others.
My guide was in search of an old mine that was buried in the side of the mountains. He had an insatiable desire to find it, which made me wonder what exactly was in it. He wouldn’t say, and I didn’t press him on the issue. The two of us weren’t much of a match. He was a strong, rugged, and practical man, while I was a bit soft and artistic, throwing practicality out the window.
When he would afford me a few minutes of rest, I would take out my journal and paint the beautiful scenery around us with words of poetry. My guide would simply pull out his map to make sure we were still on course. I would sit and wonder what material goods had this man so obsessed. Was there gold in the cave, jewels, or possibly outlaw money? I didn’t know and I didn’t care.
We eventually found the mine, and I got to see the object of this mans desires. It was definitely a spectacle and through his joy came sadness in my heart. Had he once looked around and appreciated nature? Nature, this unstoppable force that has been around before man, and will surely be around long after we are gone. Did he understand that the rushing water from the river was the voice of God? Did he not realize that the wind on our faces was the creation of man? Did he not realize that all things are impermanent?
He found what he was looking for and so did I.
Oh beauty that surrounds me
This world that’s so full of time
Trees placed by the hands of God
And the life giving water
I become so overwhelmed
Tears stream from my joyful eyes
And fall on the ancient rocks
Connecting us together
I was born out of the dust
And one day I’ll be returned
January 12, 2010
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The Forest
“No! You must not enter the forest!” The old man was yelling at Jack in a frightful tone, and Jack finally backed off. Jack walked back into town. Seeing a small café he went in and sat down. Soon a waitress walked up to him, and in a cold voice asked what he wanted. Jack looked at her for a moment then asked for some coffee. The waitress, without saying a word, turned around and walked off. Jack sat there wondering how he was going to get into the forest. The waitress returned with Jack’s coffee, spilling it as she carelessly placed it on the table. Jack took a sip and almost spit it out, not only was it strong and bitter, but it was cold.
Jack threw 3 bucks down on the table and left the café. He decided to return to the forest to see if maybe the old man had gone. When he got to the edge of the forest he noticed a lot of people standing around. Jack casually walked over to see what they were doing, and on the ground he could see the old man dead.
Without anyone even noticing him, Jack turned and waked into the forest.
January 6, 2010
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I ~ saw the ~ purple sky ~ get lost in the ~ dark
Tired faces ~ doubting the world ~ were lifted up ~ when the glow from heaven ~ shined upon them
January 4, 2010
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In a river ~ a leaf ~ content with the current ~ zero resistance ~ knowing only peace
In the old bucket / the water becomes quiet / revealing the moon
Touching the white snow / the suns rays inflict demise / on the passing day
December 29, 2009
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Busy thoughts wander / searching to quiet my mind / waiting for the moon
