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Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

Mr. Crab

Monday, December 5th, 2005 Posted in Poetry | Comments Off

This is the first poem I wrote when I started taking poetry more seriously, as a way of exploration. It's eleven years old now, yet it speaks to me more as time goes by. I look at it now, and ...

Lava Lamp

Thursday, August 4th, 2005 Posted in Poetry, Spirituality | Comments Off

Lava Lamp I feel mySelf. not my skin, but my true self, my life within me. Tangible, like a jet in a jacuzzi, or the gel in a lava lamp, life rises, and falls. Thoughts bubble and vanish. And energy rises and falls. And night comes, and goes, As day comes, and goes. and the body peaks, declines, and passes. What ...

Last Day

Thursday, July 14th, 2005 Posted in My Life, Poetry | Comments Off

Today was my last day working at the Verizon Online center I've been in for nearly nine years. (I'm taking a few days' vacation before I officially leave the company.) I wrote this poem as a parting gift to all ...

The Blind Men and the Elephant

Friday, June 10th, 2005 Posted in Humor, Poetry | Comments Off

by John G. Saxe It was six men of Indostan To learning much inclined, Who went to see the Elephant (Though all of them were blind), That each by observation Might satisfy his mind. The First approached the Elephant, And happening to fall Against his broad and sturdy side, At ...

To see a little farther

Saturday, April 30th, 2005 Posted in Poetry | Comments Off

To see a little farther, Just want to. Only give the vision room. Make space in your mind. That's how to see. But what to do? How do you hold on to the wind? I don't even try. Still, you want an answer. I open my mouth to speak, But ...

This This-ing

Tuesday, April 12th, 2005 Posted in Poetry, Spirituality | Comments Off

pen scratching paper, making pretty marks marks stand for sounds, sounds stand for thoughts, thoughts stand for the jokes, the jokes we call our selves. pen scratching pager, making pretty marks why? the ...

St. Patrick of Ireland

Thursday, March 17th, 2005 Posted in Poetry, Spirituality | Comments Off

Today is the feast of Patrick of Ireland, the father of Celtic Christianity. I've long drawn inspiration from Patrick, whose strength and courage have inspired me, and whose panentheistic faith helped shape my own. Besides being an apostle, Patrick ...

Poems without words

Tuesday, March 8th, 2005 Posted in My Life, Poetry, Spirituality | Comments Off

My teacher told me to enter meditation as though writing a poem without words. That delighted me, because I've often sensed that what I write is not the actual poem, the words are just markers for the indescribable feeling ...

Thinkingfeeling

Monday, February 7th, 2005 Posted in My Life, Poetry, Spirituality | Comments Off

Sometimes I wonder if I'm on the *jnana* path or the *bhakti* path--the way of knowledge or of devotion, the mind or the heart. On the enneagram, I'm almost an even split between the rational, analytical **five** and the ...

Presence and Absence

Thursday, January 27th, 2005 Posted in My Life, Poetry, Spirituality | Comments Off

I'm sure that most of my blog's regular readers know what I mean by feeling "the Presence of God." Yet I wonder how many people in the general population know it. Is it something that most sense a few times ...