[ARTS]: Big and Little Poetry--free verse, any verse.

[Tai Shi]

I am working on a title for my third book, and possibly My Care of the Precepts. I arise now, I am relaxed, shoulders dropped, smile on my face. Life truly is good. May I always as a good man give of myself. The practice of 36 years beginning with turning away from illegal drugs and all alcohol and toward family has made the biggest difference in behavior of good my greatest effort which is now bearing fruit after more than three and one half decades, one year, and three months of abstinence from alcohol and illegal drugs, and abstinence from all tobaccos products for 23 years, most excess food for 14 years, and still working on the absence from excess food, eating much healthy foods. May I always turn away from error turning away from excess work which was from my disability as emotion, toward evenness, and ordinaryness, and toward this way of the egoless man, though I have self worth, and recognize my great command of knowledge, I believe I am finally gaining wisdom, understanding tolerance and equality of all, men women and race, understanding of error, and malevolent behavior recognizing the sacredness of all life, this is true, and respect for the need to control premature death, unusual illnesses with all medically right and moral gifts of modern science always away from anger and deceit; may I love life, read of others for knowledge which I kove, love others. I cannot love all, and tolerance is the least of my behaviors. This I offer even some of those who do me wrong because of ignorance. I have been working on freedom from anger and resentment for 36 years, and finally with the with help of modern psychiatry and psychology, I have made much progress toward this freedom and I cannot always be happy. I feel the aids of contemporary thought and practice of medicine, and CBT therapy, and positive emotion have made much progress in my behavior. I have a true smile, and healthy personality. Try to allow natural love of my wife, understand of my love of my true partner, know that I will make mistakes and be wrong, my friend, my true love, one who I marvel has given her life with mine to the goodness of her own life and away from that which destroys. she is mostly healthy, and does receive my unconditional regard, Marjorie, meaning Pearl. Yes I make mistakes, give in to excess sugar, and wonder why I bring her with me to error. I nevertheless am mostly happy. I depart for the remainder of my breakfast..
Gassho
sat/lah

[Onkai]

We all can only do the best we can with the gift of life.

Gassho, Onkai
Sat lah

[Tai Shi]

Onkai, maybe read my admission of wrong, my commitment of life, in these Precepts and how I began to understand how I am beholden to her, and in admission of sin and error to other women, I am sorry, am saddened, owe her everything, and owe all women my understanding which is real and repentant, and owe men who I have deceived, and men of this world of which of whom I owe my life, and know that here I have recommittal of myself to the Precepts; I know the egoless self, I am not pure, my ego mind is not worthy; only of intense friendliness of which because of her, I recognize the rest of my life is dedicated to this servitude which is the only gift I can offer; yet, as old I can only offer my education and writing and be, to give over such as the truth. I here attempt to live in this right in the vast ocean of all beings where I only now live in wonder.
sat/lah
Deep Gasso
Deep bows.
sat only a small part of this day,

[Onkai]

Beyond Buddha, Wedding Light

Wind see tree, move
Light, galaxy, length spiral
Linger, long hands, ring
Finger, my wedding vow
Enough more firm than
Any vow, till death, we
Are gone to elemental
Change, Wisdom of gold
Where kings fathom old
Age Murh into frankly
Beautiful Beyond relations,
Our relationship ordered,
Creation, neither time;

Metaphor, long kalpe,
Kalpa, time unto time
Diadem, water, mechanism
Within range he sinks
Silver, titanium wisdom
Known forever, known
Diamond to other, never
Torn asunder, we gather
Partake of each other

Reconstructed reason
Knowledge together
With great Century
To centuries hundreds
Crossing over so light
We never throng ever
Terror forming nothing
Trace element titanIum,
Silver, fully, Gold, we
Shall reach to stars
Our diamonds mending
Adorned she meets me
There in space arms
Engulfing my essence,
One friend's for other
Forever, knowing death

Taking wedding child
Eventually to strength
This knowing value
Galaxy recombination
forever, value of science
Open mindedness,
Loving past looking
To future, wholeness
Fortress of starry nights
Andromeda, moving
Through each other
Majestic moculules
Subatomic, Hydrogen
To Helium trace atoms
Elemental beyond words
Our inscription inter-
Are in each dimension
After, colalessing
Eternally to another
World, we strike out,
Variation very essence

This mathematical
Proportional. space
After space, near
Driven winged, melted,
Shrine, sacrafice seterat
For friend supreme left
Example go before
To prepare place. He
Of Glory, we sing
Anthem in silence
Our diadem, renewed.

Tai Shi
Gassho
sat/lah

Wonderful and awe inspiring!

Gassho, Onkai
Sat lah

[Tai Shi]

Beyond Buddha, Wedding Light

Wind see tree, move
Light, galaxy, length spiral
Linger, long hands, ring
Finger, my wedding vow
Enough more firm than
Any vow, till death, we
Are gone to elemental
Change, Wisdom of gold
Where kings fathom old
Age Murh into frankly
Beautiful Beyond relations,
Our relationship ordered,
Creation, neither time;

Metaphor, long kalpe,
Kalpa, time unto time
Diadem, water, mechanism
Within range he sinks
Silver, titanium wisdom
Known forever, known
Diamond to other, never
Torn asunder, we gather
Partake of each other

Reconstructed reason
Knowledge together
With great Century
To centuries hundreds
Crossing over so light
We never throng ever
Terror forming nothing
Trace element titanIum,
Silver, fully, Gold, we
Shall reach to stars
Our diamonds mending
Adorned she meets me
There in space arms
Engulfing my essence,
One friend's for other
Forever, knowing death

Taking wedding child
Eventually to strength
This knowing value
Galaxy recombination
forever, value of science
Open mindedness,
Loving past looking
To future, wholeness
Fortress of starry nights
Andromeda, moving
Through each other
Majestic moculules
Subatomic, Hydrogen
To Helium trace atoms
Elemental beyond words
Our inscription inter-
Are in each dimension
After, colalessing
Eternally to another
World, we strike out,
Variation very essence

This mathematical
Proportional. space
After space, near
Driven winged, melted,
Shrine, sacrafice seterat
For friend supreme left
Example go before
To prepare place. He
Of Glory, we sing
Anthem in silence
Our diadem, renewed.

Tai Shi
Gassho
sat/lah

[Rich]

I became a bridge
Between your heart and yourself
An interpreter


Sat/lah


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[Tai Shi]

I have broken one glass
Retired too, my face shows
Beginning of surrender to age
I mean it’s not true that I have
Abandoned Ango just that once violent
Shaking deeply felt at one time
Has retreated now that that brain tumor’s
Removed. Suddenly days after the surgery
Two years later I experienced only
One anxiety attack and I have had
No seizures and I am happy
On my new antipsychotic medication


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[Tai Shi]

ARTS: Big and Little Poetry--free verse, any verse.

First color of cold
Late October is my years
Or what I can see when I looked
In my mirror what deep set
Wrinkle free from glair does
Foretell another age spot,
Cream for my hands, white
Rubbed into arthritic hands
I wince at relief before
It seeps into my fingers
Yes now I am 72, I am
Still, even though fridged
October 29th is not far away,
This is two years since brain surgery’s
Limped organ, I have revised my heart.


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[Tai Shi]

I am reading Sylvia Plath these days having left Arthur C Clark for the poetry of nightmare on standby for a while now so I’m going back to the messages but I don’t see anything from you. As I said, it’s best to stick with Treeleaf Personal Messages for truly, I value our conversation with you and I will continue to PM small business to your inbox as it will help us stick with the same principles we started with.
Gassho
Tai Shi


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[Tai Shi]

Kokuu I spent most of the evening going through my emails and messages on messenger. Maybe we should stick to PM on Treeleaf so we don’t get confused because no where do I find anything from you except here. So I send you a PM. Thursday at 7 am my time 1 pm your time. Does this work for you?


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[Meian]

curled leaf
flutters and rocks
catch my eye
as it tips off my nose
autumn breeze in
a silent forest of time


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[Meian]

Thank you Merian,

Plath's own life sheds light on my own life, which my own giving wife admonishes give it up, live in the now. "He is old, let it go, Practice your Buddhism, look at pretty fall leaves, let it go, practice Buddhism, forgive your father, look at the beauty of these hills, and the harvested fields." So, in every way, I'm attempting to leave my father behind. I have written to him of my forgiveness, and I call him often. He cannot help himself with some dementia I let him live! We do not need his support. We are fine in every way. We own our home, have enough for our old age, give to the poor so she gives me a fine allowance from my social security. I am out of the red having paid off all my debt incurred while I was in fit of bipolar mania. Now my therapist says I am fine without even any trace of hypomania or depression. I am frugal, spend very little, save for a few things expensive. She has given me expensive gifts to ease burden of my bank account. I am fair with my own money. I buy them Christmas, for father and the rest for my little family, small things for my brother's birthdays, Christmases, and mother's day nice gifts with my money for our daughter and Marjorie, I spend for them with my savings. I tell them how much I love them, and it is true, as I have allowed my fits of life to dissipate in my old age. Thank you Meian, I admire your commitment to Zazen, Shikantaza, and work toward a priestly life. Keep at it, we are there to support all of you with our thoughts and feelings. I wish you well.

Gassho
sat/lah
Tai Shi

thank you, Tai Shi [emoji1374]

gassho stlh


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[Tai Shi]

Thank you Merian,

Plath's own life sheds light on my own life, which my own giving wife admonishes give it up, live in the now. "He is old, let it go, Practice your Buddhism, look at pretty fall leaves, let it go, practice Buddhism, forgive your father, look at the beauty of these hills, and the harvested fields." So, in every way, I'm attempting to leave my father behind. I have written to him of my forgiveness, and I call him often. He cannot help himself with some dementia I let him live! We do not need his support. We are fine in every way. We own our home, have enough for our old age, give to the poor so she gives me a fine allowance from my social security. I am out of the red having paid off all my debt incurred while I was in fit of bipolar mania. Now my therapist says I am fine without even any trace of hypomania or depression. I am frugal, spend very little, save for a few things expensive. She has given me expensive gifts to ease burden of my bank account. I am fair with my own money. I buy them Christmas, for father and the rest for my little family, small things for my brother's birthdays, Christmases, and mother's day nice gifts with my money for our daughter and Marjorie, I spend for them with my savings. I tell them how much I love them, and it is true, as I have allowed my fits of life to dissipate in my old age. Thank you Meian, I admire your commitment to Zazen, Shikantaza, and work toward a priestly life. Keep at it, we are there to support all of you with our thoughts and feelings. I wish you well.

Gassho
sat/lah
Tai Shi

[Meian]

Thank you, Tai Shi. [emoji1374]

In my younger days I was a devoted fan of Plath's writings and life story. Your post brought back some poignant memories.

gassho stlh


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[Tai Shi]

Sylvia Plath's Poetry

What morning breakfast
Before Shikantaza
Before silence, before morning
Night at 4:00 a.m. dark honied,

Muffin of lines of distressed father?
Her silent husband written
In words he warped?
Did he take her simple life?

Now I look into her glass and see
Another's editorial remarks.
Why did he seem to like her poetry
Another's misery, another's

Arbiter linking her phases, not
Wondering why he lay in silence
With one's everlasting truth,
Deadly verses? Why

Did he bother to become her
Editor in her final life?
Why take her delicate flesh,
Bread into palms, Into his

Betrayal infinite?
Is this another's Judas?
Why she was wronged in his name?
Great horror, night in desperation,

Darkness in depression? Air slipped
Simply administered
Never underestimated motherhood,
Simpering in tears disloyal?

Why these remarks, quartered
Into what is unnatural?
Infected boiling fervor, tragic
Cold, some naked dictator?

Dictate words, in remedial
Disbelief, in untruth, never
Forgiven, does bitter dish linger
Into biten, frigid air, crushing

Divine labor into dust?
To forgive himself, ever
Simple his suffrages,
Tea into dank drink of blood?

Consummated death like NAZZI's
Chambers? Skin like lamp shade?
Did he love what
He left in cup of gas

Of peaceful dove, eaten breakfast
Of Squab, delicious dish of regret?
Lunch like fleshy dictations?
Supper, in Christ's wine, bloody

Sacrament, drunk into name
Without broken cross, suffer little
Ones of come unto her
Poetry, pen as sword gushing,

Gambling her clothes, her white
Sheets worsted? Warped closet
Into borrowed grave of
Nightmarish temptations?

Tai Shi
With tears for tender
One so young, she
sat to write her
last poems
lah
Gassho
Deep bows