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Snow On The Mountain

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , on June 16, 2022| Leave a Comment »

SNOWON THE MOUNTAIN

Snow on the mountain.

When will fools be silent?

When will the wise speak out?

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Snow on the mountain.

Raucous sparrows

Wake a fragile sun.

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Snow on the mountain.

An empty train crosses the valley,

Keeping its promises.

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Snow on the mountain.

Cold wind knocks on every door

Seeking shelter.

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Snow on the mountain.

Murmuring flocks

Sheltering the newborn.

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Snow on the mountain.

The broken tree

Still with new shoots.

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Snow on the mountain.

The coal-house latch

Burns cold.

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Snow on the mountain.

It is always the clever ones

That save us, then destroy us.

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Snow on the mountain.

Blackthorn in the valley.

War is never far enough away.

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This piece consciously echoes an Early Medieval Welsh poem that begins each stanza with the same line. It also has a flavour of a haiku sequence. It was written in early Spring this year.

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Dark Night Garden

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on April 4, 2021| Leave a Comment »

DARK NIGHT GARDEN

In the dark night garden.

My throat scratched

by the ice light of stars.

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Owls soothe the blackness

As best they can.

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The drip drip of water

Is the passing of eternal time.

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View

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , on February 28, 2021| Leave a Comment »

VIEW

Hokusai would appreciate the view:

Garth Bank rising like a sleepy Fuji

Framed by those leaning pines

And the placid, silent sky.

He would have changed nothing,

But chosen the lines for beauty

And the colours calm and dun as the day.

A landscape without pearls,

Though edged by snow hills.

One by one we lose our weight,

Floating upwards to eternity.

The two rivers whisper it

In their deep and hidden ways.

I catch the scent of planed hinoki.

Last day of January.

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Two Distant Moments

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 8, 2021| Leave a Comment »

TWO DISTANT MOMENTS

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I breathe the cool cloud

The jackdaws lean into.

The spice of wet grass.

A radiant moment dissolves into eternity.

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Evening turns to rust.

The blue hills bloom cloud.

Soft, this beautiful melancholy.

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Haiku: Carn Ingli

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 3, 2020| Leave a Comment »

CARN INGLI HAIKU

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We are lost in its blue distance.

Carn Ingli praised by cuckoos.

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A gathering of sunlight.

In the shadows of Carn Ingli

Even the near becomes distant.

Humming bees.

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Some hills watch you for miles,

Knowing who you are, where you have been.

Carn Ingli, perched above the world.

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A flock of blue stones:

Cracked open are their doors.

Crowned in heather and whin

Is silent Carn Ingli.

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The Healed Sky

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 20, 2020| Leave a Comment »

THE HEALED SKY

The healed sky

Blue as the calm gaze

Of the Medicine Buddha.

May all beings find peace.

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The healed sky.

Wherever we go

The chanting of honey bees.

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The healed sky.

A deeper peace creeps in,

Silence no longer a threat.

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The healed sky.

Eternal mind

Ever returning to life.

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Day Dissolving

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , on January 4, 2020| Leave a Comment »

DAY DISSOLVING

Falling waters,

thread white,

tumbling.

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from that small distance,

the wheeling raven,

soundless.

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So woven together

are the layers of the day:

a plaid of wind ripples the lake surface,

as if it were about to say something.

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we shall dissolve

from light

into light.

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slowly, slowly

down the side of Y Garn

roll clouds

mixed with sunlight.

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the view

slides sideways

and is erased.

there is a new silence

that comes

just before the rain.

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this season-

a balance point

clustered at branch tips.

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we shall dissolve

from light

into light.

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on dark smudged slopes,

the shout

of purple heathers.

a scree of broken moments,

small enough

to commit to memory.

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falling waters

woven together.

moments such as these

make and melt worlds.

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we shall dissolve

from light

into light.

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Green Rock

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , on October 29, 2019| Leave a Comment »

GREEN ROCK

Green rock, black root

time is the river

that shapes this world.

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Green rock, black root

sentience emerges

from realising relationship.

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Green rock, black root

life is born from the seed

of sullen gods who found love.

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Green rock, black root

this world, so full of sorrow,

this world, so full of bliss.

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The familiar will fall away,

as leaves before the autumn wind,

as leaves before winter.

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Summer River (haiku-ish variations)

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 13, 2019| 3 Comments »

SUMMER RIVER

Golden edged

Summer river

Rocks cooling their toes.

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Golden river

Summer gnats

All diminuendo

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Cooling their old bones

Grey worn rocks in summer heat

Squatting in midstream

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Soft summer rivers

Water folding up sunlight

Shoals of darting fish

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High summer

We see them gather

To cool their feet:

These venerable rocks

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Dreaming in the slow waters

Time flows silent

By the river side

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Shards

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on October 7, 2019| 5 Comments »

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Cuckoo sings to cuckoo.

The morning is a still lake

Reflecting silver light.

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I give the mountain my breath.

The mountain gives me back silence.

We rest motionless.

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The river has a poet’s mouth,

Meandering and easy,

Called by sunlit and dangerous horizons.

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Rain dissolves the view

Sitting still

Surrounded with birdsong

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Resting in silence

We become the view.

Who holds this bowl?

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