‘Spontaneous Poetry’ Category Archives

25
Jul

Good night

by senge in Frozen Moments, Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

Stepping into night,
Sleep embraces me.
Senses waver,
Darkness comes.

Next life may be better.
Tomorrow might be next life.
Do we know?

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25
Jul

Saturday morning

by senge in Frozen Moments, Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

Faces passing,
People moving,
A thousand stories
Strolling by.

Each one a drop of life,
Flowing down a river,
To the sea

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24
Jul

Morning Zazen

by senge in Frozen Moments, Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

Drowsiness
Poisons the mind,
Luring it softly
Into numbness.

Kyosaku strikes.

Breathe in,
Breathe out,
Gently but firmly
Return to now.

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22
Jul

Be

by senge in Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

The sun rises,
Inviting me to be
Simply me.

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20
Jul

Distraction

by senge in Frozen Moments, Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

Morning thoughts
Run like wildfire.
The mind wanders,
Never calm.

Thousand jewels
Shining brightly,
I drift away
From here and now.

Breath flows in,
Thoughts dissolve.
Breath flows out,
I let go.

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18
Jul

Breakfast

by senge in Frozen Moments, Spontaneous Poetry

Smell of cooking,
In the morning air,
Fills my day
With love.

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18
Jul

Nightwish

by senge in Frozen Moments, Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

Strange thoughts,
From a stray mind,
Running wildly
In my head.

Sounds and figures,
Form dissolve,
I simply wish,
For silence.

(200th post, I guess I should celebrate or something :-) )

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17
Jul

Running

by senge in Frozen Moments, Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

Running
By the pale moonlight,
Under a star-filled sky,
Alone.

Mind and breath,
Step follows step.
Clear mind running
Into dawn.

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16
Jul

Here

by senge in Random Thoughts, Spontaneous Poetry

Breath flows, slowly.
Mind is calmed.
I feel daylight
In my heart.

Life goes quickly,
A simple flash.
I feel the wonder,
Of being alive.

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15
Jul

Scent of now

by senge in Frozen Moments, Spontaneous Poetry

Dim light,
Early morning.
Orange cinder
On the altar.

Just sit.
Just breathe.
Scent of incense,
Being now.

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