Category Archives: Poems

OH FRABJOUS DAY!

OH FRABJOUS DAY!

Mean(inglessly)while
Here’s to eternity
Nothink gets better
Or worse than that
X marks the spot
On the other hand
Y?

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IN THE DARK

IN THE DARK

Only a fool draws
A line between the living
And the non-living

For where oh where shall we
Mask-encumbered fools that we be
In unwitting ignorance decide

To draw … in windblown sand …
Some fingerwagger of a line?
A vital question long overlooked

How ever to draw
A line between the living
And the non-living?

Only a fool draws
A line between the living
And the non-living

SAGE AND UNION

SAGE AND UNION

One moment it’s spirituality
Next moment sex
How self-indulgent
Can one person be
For Heaven’s sake?
You have to wonder
What on Earth’s going on?

THE POLYMATH

THE POLYMATH

Lesson by lesson
Lessons that do not lessen
But instead enhance

The one in the all
All one in togetherness
Alone together

WHIRLPOOL

WHIRLPOOL

I seem to remember
That I have forgotten
Remembering
What I’d forgotten
Remembering
In a dream
Where I’d forgotten
I’d remembered
What I’d forgotten
But it is possible
Of course
That I am imagining this.

Who can tell?

DOORSTEP

DOORSTEP

Fishes and insects
Going about their business
A crow motionless

Calm observation
Without consideration
This is Heaven’s door

GREAT TRUTHS

GREAT TRUTHS

Perhaps
The greatest Truths
Are those which

When you realise them
Your view of the world
Is totally transformed

And you ask yourself how
Given so obvious they are
You never saw them before

BARDO REALMS

BARDO REALMS

See us disbursing all our energies
On a life spent living in purgatory
If not in a hell itself, disregarded;
Earthbound, our few precious days
Wasted on some dream of heaven.

GREAT TRUTHS

GREAT TRUTHS

Perhaps
The greatest Truths
Are those which

When you realise them
Your view of the world
Is totally transformed

And you ask yourself how
Given so obvious they are
You never saw them before

SIMPLY ATTITUDE

SIMPLY ATTITUDE

The optimist says death
Is just as good as life is
The pessimist says death
Is just as bad as life is
Choice is a wondrous gift
To be sure, to be sure

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