Jeff Brooks has maintained a daily meditation practice for 34 years, has completed 2 three-year retreats, and attended well over 50 meditation retreats....
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Jul 1, 2008 11:29 pm
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Today's Puzzle ~ Why Is Bukowski Praying For Rain? Where words go to die the gist of all things unfurls wings, ties rocks to clouds ~~~~~~~~ Silence ...
Describing the Ocean to a Friend Whose Never Seen It I am about to involve you In a deception A deception called language There is no truth in words Because...
Brilliant!!!! Thank you. Love. Anna p.s. I'm going to post this to my groups. (with my name...just kidding) It's going to poetry Chaikhana first. ... From:...
Out of the ash you rise again. Your cry, Inhabiting the pages of my book, Cuts sharp through my hard-won complacency And sets my nerves on edge. They vibrate...
NEIGHBORHOOD DOG I laid out on the lawn as my family loaded the car I thought they were going for an outing but they never returned They say give a dog a noble...
Those Clouds tainted clouds accustomed to forging on never ceasing to rain houses get splashed by rain hitting mud puddles oh so filthy dirty everything around...
Dark Midnight Clouds drink up to forget the night as the rapist growls like the dark midnight clouds that wet the Earth with an unforgiving pounding everything...
the Wisdom-clouds of Heaven Clare said, "all is quiet and well on the European front." Charismatics endeavor to fit into the madness of humans. All is well,...
She She took the parable of time into Her waterlily hands placed it high into the Night and so Moon was born shining with Sun's Light. Peace You can't take...
Footprints Some folks want footnotes with my poems points of reference declarations of knowledge stored in some ruined building, I can only glance backward ...
I enjoyed all 3 poems. "She" has a simple completeness about it. My favorite parts of "Peace," are "like a rosetta stone unearthed" and "like a sand mandala...
Debbie, I really liked this poem, particularly the contrast between the "dark midnight clouds" and "light of the morning meadows." The last verse was...
AS THE ROSE SUN BEGINS UNFOLDING As the rose sun begins unfolding another day You pick up my soul & play it beautifully Maybe we’re here to balance the...
The Woman In The Labyrinth OK So there was this woman And she was an engineer A really good engineer And she built structures of every kind You’ve heard her...
Watching You Sleep Its so strange Watching you sleep The glow of the street light A golden rectangle across your thigh There is that expression That ghost...
Dragon Soup ~ One Last Taste of Us We live in a beggar's bowl of Dragon Soup, nothing here but fire breathing flesh and bone hair and nail entrails slowly...
JUST A DESCRIPTION Having nothing to lose gives us swells of courage but if we set eyes on something we can still grab hold of our bravery changes into bravado...
free and airy peals of laughter escape to cavort butterflies form on smile corners and laugh tremors quicksilver runs: eyesight catches your pleasure darkened...
Adrift . . . Angel? Or the shadow of an angel? A silhouetted manta ray glides above me ghost angel in a sky of deep blue water (My God how deep am I?) Feeling ...
Thanks Sarah for expressing your appreciation for my poetry. Yes, the in Kabala, Shekhinah is expressed as many shards of light, which make up the body of...
To My Protégée I want poetry to be your language of preference Want to see you screaming poetry in the rain Want to see you use poetry as an edged weapon Use...
Cleveland They say there's dead air in my city on the Gold Coast, it hangs on for life itself like rust on Cleveland's steel graveyards lead paint blistering ...
Tainted and Polluted gasping stale air which lives forever it seems water droplets everywhere on a body just waiting for something, anything pure but what's...
Inside the Firepit alkaline batteries appear to be laid back in a way against the brown slabs of the firepit walls oh what madness put them there is it to...
The Eagle and The Swan She picks her way through chthonic ancient vines To trace a path no longer visible To human eyes. The blue mysterious light Her only...
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