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They Say Only the South Wind Flattens Grass
Watching a noisy flock of geese while they gaggle to one another, pondering what they sayand why they travel far and wide, only to spend the winter days basking in thewarmth of sparkling sunshine in deep south, with feathers ruffling and dancing in the cool windtheir foraging… Continue Reading “They Say Only the South Wind Flattens Grass”
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Into Limpid Pools of Tranquility
“The greatest fear in the world is of the opinions of others. And the moment you are unafraid of the crowd you are no longer a sheep, you become a lion. A great roar arises in your heart, the roar of freedom.” ― Osho, Courage: The… Continue Reading “Into Limpid Pools of Tranquility”
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Early Morning in the Garden
This morning as a bright autumn sun peeks through meandering smoky clouds I ramble through my ancient garden, delighting in the budding rosesfinally recovering from desert heat I search for lime green praying mantiswho are abundant this time of yearI watch them spread their razored armsin prayer… Continue Reading “Early Morning in the Garden”
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The Sharp Tang of Ginger
No snowflakes drifting into a blanket of cashmereOr the bitter cold of winter settling into bonesNo fierce winds howling in angry March skiesOr bright blooming daffodils announcing springNo butterflies of summer taking their first flightOr golden fireflies twinkling on a rainy night When autumn… Continue Reading “The Sharp Tang of Ginger”
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From a Leaden Inkless Pen
Time’s chant, a ravishing rant to a pale consumed moon In her lap a palmed rose, red as the blood of a newborn lambAs skulls of saints hum spiritual songs with lonely cries of loonsWhile enticing them with tendrilled vines of bitter wild yams. Upon… Continue Reading “From a Leaden Inkless Pen”
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Among Copper Leaves
Strolling a quiet path on an autumn day with naught but bright song of an orioleBrilliant plumage hidden among copper leaveshis song wafting on the halcyon breeze This is what feeds my dog-tired soul listening to soothing sounds of nature the heavy thud of green acorns droppingGround… Continue Reading “Among Copper Leaves”
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Many a Time
And lo, many a time death has called my nameBut I’ve run from her haunting mournful callHowling on raw wind, from the shallow graveWailing in harsh winter’s stagnant pall Her face in shadows, wearing a gossamer caulBegging to caress with bony white fingersWhile fierce… Continue Reading “Many a Time”
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