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

[Onkai]

Thank you, Tai Shi.

Gassho, Onkai
Sat lah

[Tai Shi]

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

Onkai great to try,

Insult to Humanity
Great priest who is
Training, I have seen
The Great Wall of
China built for indigenous
People years ago in wisdom

Nothing but war? I’m
Decidedly happy
The Lasting Friendship
I never thought possible
Do you know possibility

Dear Leader Onkai, to
You have said that you
Recognize humility?
Free all Sentient beings
Never do as I said before
But do as I do, Onkai
Learn you will become

The priest you deserve
Dear know today I am
72, Celebrate as I
Have your priesthood
Observe support

Care for precepts be
Usually happy because
You grow in Buddhism
Strong woman build
Your self worth by
Giving what you already

Have within your observation
You are strong beyond your
Yeas let it happen again
Agreed that you need nothing
More than self worth to live

Especially when you’re in
Touch with yourself
There is no satori, do not look
Outside yourself today, thence
You can believe in yourself
I believe in you I don’t

Doubt it one bit you will see
Within, without is all the same.
I’m not going anywhere soon
I’m Ubasoku I support you
Believe in me and you are

Just as sure as me you
Know that precepts are for
Us all, don’t hesitate for
You are you, you are you.

I’m Ubasoku from day one
I have been for others
As well as myself is your
Accidentally not are you!
You are you.

Gassho
sat/lah


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[Tai Shi]

Onkai great try, no
Insult to Humanity
Great priest who is
Training, I have seen
The Great Wall of
China built for indigenous
People years ago in wisdom

Nothing but war? I’m
Decidedly happy
The Lasting Friendship
I never thought potential
Do you know possibility

Dear Leader Onkai, to
You I have said that you
Recognize humility
Free all Sentient beings
Never do as I said
But do as I do, Onkai
Learn you will become

The priest you deserve
Dear know today I am
72, Celebrate as I
Have your priesthood
Observe support

Care for precepts be
Usually happy because
You grow in Buddhism
Strong woman build
Your self worth by
Giving what you already

Have within your observation
You are strong beyond your
Years let it happen again
Agreed that you need nothing
More than self worth to live

Especially when you’re in
Touch with yourself
There is no satori do not look
Outside today and thence
You can believe in yourself
I believe in you I don’t
Doubt it one bit you will see
Within, without is all the same.

I’m not going anywhere soon
I’m Ubasoku I support you
Believe in me and you are
Just as sure as me you
Know that precepts are for
Us all, don’t hesitate for
You are you, you are you.

Gassho
sat/lah


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[Onkai]

Gassho,
Onkai
Sat lah

[Tai Shi]

The Second Day

What is there to say?
It is the second day,
With no addictive substance,
Not that I have ever been

High from the patches
I have worn going
One 10 years, sadness
To the wonder of precept
Which one is it?

The one about intoxication,
I was never high from numbing
Drugs, I have a disease,
Ankylosing Spondylitis,

I have come to loathe this name
Diagnosis when I was 40,
That Fall could not get
Out of bed easily,
Stuck, felt, I am 72 now,

Old in my spine,
This was my shadow down
For I knew I had
Slept hard

Crooked, twisted,
Into joint knots, what
To do? Not going

I made no page upon
My computer though
I accidently made
Without thinking--

About my pain, like
Graded at no wisdom
To sound like my own
Hacker, I was in pain,

Three days ago my
Last of pain required
Medication, today creaking
In neck, in chest, in spine

My back swaed to left.
This substance no!
Yet, I exercised
Actually feeling a bit,
No abuse, what is free?

Gassho sat/lah

[Tai Shi]

Thank you Tree Leaf

You caused me to see
My worth for others, first
My best Zen Teacher
Marjorie, sent from
Some reality, seeking
All cannot be as Four

Vows say, in our own
Witness of another
Day, okay you cannot
See your birthright, your
Own wisdom inner self

Ubasoku, grandmotherly
To serve, I cannot be
Priest, because I am old
But could study, books
Would not be a problem

Don't you see, other Priest
Other reality, my Pearl would
Not for me taught me Humanity
Thy Humility, full circle
Be, I am free of Drugs
And alcohol, the Ethanol
36 Years, I am free

So doctor gave me, infirm
Drugs, said he sat six
Feet from Thich Nhat Hanh
It did him no good stole
My humanity

Tonight I rise above narcotics
I am free, As the Black spirituals
I am free, thank my own
Gods, along with zazen
Shikantaza, I have found

That freedom rises to reality
Of just sitting zazen into rest
Of Abraham and I am not
Child slaughtered, human
Sacrifice is gone banned from West
All can see rath in killing
Humanity, Jewish sacrament
Live and let live, this is the true
Statement for my freedom. i am.


Gasho
Deep bows to
To all trees
sat/lend a human
Hand to all humanity
Tai Shi
Peaceful poetry

[Tai Shi]

Returning to a Time

There was a time when
I was eighteen I too went
To Dachau later met Viktor
Frankl, experiments
Slats for beds no toilet

Wish now I had not
Seen life's biggest mystery
May sand cool like her
Pearl near sleeping
Death of People gone
Six million, there were more
eighteen million, then many more.

In the other bed, more
We in poverty, her
In Howard, me in Des
Moines, her South Dakota
Me in Iowa, we only had
Cheap mattresses, wanton

Poverty, circumvented
As couple we in love
Conceived daughter, after
Nearly in Poverty, yes
Above with our child

Our home, in Hartford
With looming white pine
tree, maples, elm, river
Birch, aspens to remind
Us of Colorado

Did we travel to paper
Mill, where I taught
Classes six hors and eight
Hours, fifteen hours then days
Like roller skate, missile
Towa, laughing at our novelty

Our Christmases we gave
To her, child hsad halloween
Where mom, my pear, my tree
Sewed Lion King costume
We laughed in spite
Of longing sways trying

To make homestead in Ill.
Not to be, because at four
AM I sat all night in attempt
To give students, grading
Something else, Literary
Magazine

I saved for art four am art's
Sake, they didn't remember me
See my work From reality forced
To give failing nephew with "F"a "D"
Me in "F" math 101, and later

Other students with same
Reality given no grade failure
Because registrar gave all
Students at Grinnell instant
Drop erased of "F" no grade below
"C" then for me "F" followed

Me throughout eternity I never
Left, they cheated me
For that semester of Kent
State. Don't you see what
Reality cheated of GPA
Honors you would not
Transfer, "As" and"Bs"
Academic snobbery.

Now I am Zen, Ubasoku
Grandmotherly I support
Don't take, withdrawal from
Alcohol, Oxycodone and Fentanyl
Already sober 36 years, more
I see the infidelity on humanity.

Gassho
sat/lah
Tai Shi
Peaceful poetry.

[Onki]

Onki. very nice--keep it up, bring us to your Shikantaza.
Tai Shi
Peace, calm poetry

Thanks Tai Shi [emoji846]

Gasshō,

On

Sat today

[Tai Shi]

Onki. very nice--keep it up, bring us to your Shikantaza.
Tai Shi
Peace, calm poetry

[Tai Shi]

Forgiving Mr Keating

May I forgive you
wishing in my memory,
That director accusing me
That in infirmity, in childish
had caried death up his divorce,
Dropped him made--he lashed
Out at me, nearly heat
Pierced, my eternity

Relinquished like heartwood
Of Douglas fir, hardest heart ever
Be In my spitaily taken, worked
Stealthily of manufactured doves
Reluctantly, bill collector made me
Smir my fear before my eighteenth year,
Year-- Seventy two now intoxicant of harsh,
Right eye blurred, now I to grovel at that

Memory, dispassionate, desperately.
As Loving Kindness enters me, wanton
Sifting through death unforeseen in brain
Surgery; oh, forgive the dead I cannot
Avoid; bones will sink below Buddha's
Cause effectively in heaven's reverie.

Gassho
Deep bows
sat/lah

[Onki]

Coming Home

Sitting in silence
The air cool on my skin
Sandalwood permeating
Itchy robes, freshly shaved head
10,000 myriad things
Sensing the breath, the heartbeat
Birds chirping, Sun shining
Fear and anxiety fade away
I am left with Emptiness…

I am Home.

Gasshō,

On

Sat today

[Tai Shi]

The Poetry Thieves Grab

We begin to understand
Love, we together inter-
Are, we are alone for 41
Years Together with song,
We live in poetry out

To play in each other's arms
We are old, you 68, me 72
0n the way years add
Oh, my body's worn
Bones bent, but you care,

My Spine hurts never pain
One in time without arthritis
My life advises
That I may ask soon to be
Of death relieved--

Mornings, where I sit hosting
Zazen, when I find others
More suited to be led
Shy away to such

Which in houses
Blunder, they relive
My reality, that life
Of human beings end.
Let's be practical that way

We know for certain death
Comes sudden or lately
Withers my body, lights afire death
I am ancient. Ask me to forgive.

If I am lumber, I cannot insulate
From concrete; if I lay,
Board feet to what end?
Of construction carefully

Earth, fall of body into dirt
CO2, Oh water, clouds, mixing
Becoming alter, each of each
Child gone, Daughter begins to live

Trees wrapped, we believe
Hope of lightning, strike
Newly my gift, end is just,
I Rise trampled mind,

Meaning only in verses.
I guard jealously,
Maybe trees don't know,
Death without commitment,

Not the 1/20th size
Redwood which we see
Maker of smaller poisoned images
Irreplaceably bought one book

Billions die for kindled books
My poetry stands in libraries
Immortal, yet slices of wood.
Hundreds of yards into air,

Decapitated, such beauty
Only in flames, lost oxygen
I cannot breathe. my volumes
Could be stolen, my fame is
Thoughts not beatified,

Alloy melted down, decapitated
Drought, suffocation, mighty
In furnace, first kill my thoughts,
Rather than with my copyright

Grabbed, grotesque reversed not pacific.
Rather I deify my immortal lines.

Gassho
sat/lah
Tai Shi

[Tai Shi]

Her Name Means

What is Created Gemstone,
Pearl, mother of pearl,
Her name is Marjorie,

With sight limited to one
Eye, and refreshed
Near sights to two cm,

Over the rim of her glasses
I see beautiful blue, or she
Recognizes friends brown

Eyes, she gives always
Like multicolored sand
Stone she is friend, Zen
Teacher; Gace, reality!

Gassho
sat/lah

[Tai Shi]

Mist, When She Sleeps

White mist on my front lawn
My love sleeps, best of all
Zazen, she teaches me to sing
I mitigate more of mind now
When I read The Empty Field

There is more of Cultivation
In my thinking, more the ring
Out each morning, zazen
Shikantaza goal no goal. Mist.
I sing, morning rings.

Gassho
sat/lah

[Tai Shi]

Bow With Gentle Sitting Practice 舎利弗

I bow, listen intently and bow is bowing.
Sometimes, always attitude of sitting directed.
Find myself in quiet attitude of sitting. Shari, eyes
Are gentle, I find my space in my space only. Pieces
Of Wisdom, Some sit in Lotus Sitting position. Shariputra,
To One, some sit in half Lotus Sitting position. Son of Shari
Some sit Burmese position sitting. Shari's son, disciple,
Some sit in straight chair Tall Mountain in land of water.
Some sit cross legged Position of land or earth or star.

We sit as did the Wise One, then Sariputra, form not form,
We sit as do our teachers in wisdom, taught with others.
I have learned to be gentle, have become more honest, eight
Fold our hands , have found honesty leads as I sit, sitting, sitting
Less alone with less anger, to practicing the Precepts in ourselves.
I have practiced as I have time or less time, space less space.
Time is still, wise is still, five, ten, thirty minutes, any time.
You may practice for your reasons, your own reason peacefully,
To imitate to good to learn good, to imitate to learn gentle Mind.

To learn I read, I come to understand how to open my thinking, Wise
Uchiyama, Suzuki, Dogen, Monastery, Jundo, Purity, others quiet, next,
Practiced Bus /depot, Bus, Dr. Waiting Room, hospital bed, One Wise,
Any place not quite, quiet with time, my instead this time, lose time,
Place I need may not be quiet, need become place of focus, I breathe.
Breathing begins with hands in Ancient Mudra, Cosmic heart of Mudra.
No practice, practice Mudra, Cosmic Mudra, hands quiet Peacefully.
Smile with Peaceful Poetry, you may find your own quietude.
How do I sit quietly, how do I? I Practice with open thought, open
Process, the open flow, the river, said not to push the River,

We Cross the River with the Wisdom, do not push, do not cross, tcross,
Then gently moving down or up or side to side, highway of breathing,
What happens as I look ahead, notice scenery on either side,
Peace descends like a cloud, like gentle dew, like soft rain.
Peace in any one, any place is Peacefully without, with not holding,
Non-Grappling nor pulling, nor after form and substance, nothing
Non-seeking, hands still with gentle mind and thought,
Still look in my eyes slit for light, looking not looking, brown
rice, Eyes still under, not fully down, fully awake, let go openly.
My angle of vision which does not exactly look, looking,
Seeing exactly, I see not, we sit still mind like Poetry.

Gassho
Deep bows
sat/ lah
Gently words open
To see
Tai Shi