Sunday, July 20, 2008

Unfolding Sky (a gunsaku)



Unfolding Sky Song
authored by Great Creator
on one single page

One Great Creator
holds clear title to this sphere
magnets mud and all

length width depth formless
nothingness before chaos
infinite zazen

open empty space
seventeen dimensions deep
good place to put stars

Great Creator speaks
each word a new universe
shining and vital

in the beginning
one First Flash not some big bang
order from chaos

orbits by design
every star lets there be light
see that it is good

vacuum filled with light
forever after shining
lotus from the swamp

galaxies are born
live through their alloted time
become something else

our "Big Bang" one pulse
cycle of open and close
heart of the monad

mind of God creates
planets of evolution
universal truth

made after His kind
every star has its species
given eyes to see

thus spake Creator
"Light shall be for eyes to see
fill this void with it

Let light spread and grow
gathering in galaxies
shine on countless worlds

Each world shall wonder
at the beauty in its way
light shall become life

Each spectrum of life
shall share its world of light
so there shall be Love

Love from life from light
ever after balancing
against cold darkness

Now let there be light
evolving life into Love
on worlds without end

Love of Creator
creation and each other
shining ceaselessly

Wisdom between stars
each a unique entity
alive and aware."

Cassiopeia
waits upon her starry throne
to be recognized

the seven sisters
Pleiadean galaxy
sends Earth fond greetings

Man is part of Earth
Milky Way galactic life
Universal mind

One thousand stars shine
Within one hundred light years
These are our neighbors

Ancestral home stars
Elders and younger cousins
Whose lives are precious

Let us become friends
Open sharing light life Love
We with eyes to see

Let's evolve past war.
Peace and love to you and yours,
~Namaste~~~J.E.~~~

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Different from most

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

"He Pours River"

Stream was always there,
So I dipped my tea kettle
Too much, poured some back

One who saw said, “look!
He pours river from kettle!”
Thus legends are made.

Ways not known to me
Appear beneath my Nikes
Synchronicity

What led me here now
I shall follow in future
Ways remain unknown

As temple bell rings
Flock of sparrows leaves its tree
Will they all return?

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Wretched Apology-(prequel)

As a poet, I
hate to hear, “I don’t get it.”
But to “pay” for it.?.

Only on urbis
Is haiku so prized.
I’m proud to be here.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

It
Is
As
If
No
One
Told
This tiny
Bird that if
You are cute
Even pretty
You cannot
Have unique talents
Unequaled in all the world so she built her tiny nest
And she laid her tiny eggs, and she taught her
Tiny chicks that they are cute even pretty
Even beautiful and if they studied her
Good example
And practice
every day
They could
Have unique
Talents found
Nowhere else in
All of the whole world

arena

sad haiku addict
views world as sevens and fives
hummingbirds giggle

From how many angles might one observe a grain of rice?
There are infinite ways of saying one simple thing.
As my words are read silently,
across vast volumes of empty infinitude,
riots of quiet thought reflect against
the perfect mirror of some unknown reader.
Reflecting and resonating a certain turn of phrase.
Growing like a smile, those untellable miles mean less than
the nothing that separates my thoughts from yours.
Dancing back to back, put through our paces,
have we grown closer to each other,
or some monstrous perfection
seen only in the halcyon ashes of evolution?

Bosh and falderal!

I say, bark your pleasures and pains until they are no more.
Laugh until you weep, then cry yourself to sleep,
and slumber through the storms,
returned, and stolen
and found
in a three-lined, unrhymed verse.

Gunsaku gathers
various viewpont verses
each stands on its own

Haiku seventeen
Join in celebration
Portal to Dreamland

fleeting illusions
relax away from conflict
embrace enigma

edges of a dream
curative chaos patterns
unbelievable

On seventeen wings
Muse soars above destiny
Waiting for Poet

Haiku meta-muse
Vivid creativity
Tiny arena

Smiling Man-Shaped-Wind
Pressed into dream stilled willow
Visionairian

Native guide of dreams
Presents passed to future friends
Remember this face

whose mask gazes deep
finding words in flocks of birds
counting flocks of sheep

more than I can say
in what little time remains
take my word for it

This is not over
Homo Sapiens mankind
Is not the last word

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Man-Shaped-Wind : Enter the Abecedarian

something spooked the cats
Haikudo forgets purring
Meta leaps from bed

Her collar tinkles
aweigh down moonlit staircase
quiet dreams return

Childhood home kitchen
everything in proper place
daily chores finished
+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+

Afternoon cartoons
Back following messages
Cereal box dance

Delicious breakfast
Energy for playground games
Faster than the rest

Grownups in the house
Haunt responsibilities
I watch dream T V

Jet powered action
Kids save their town from monsters
Lunatics and thugs

Mountains streak below
New character friend or foe
Only time will tell

Preview of next show
Queen of dream sends champion
Racing with Jet Kids

Saving the future
Tune in tom arrow and see
Ultimate showdown

Victory assured
Waving heroes, credits roll
X factor revealed
Youthful television dream
Zooms away, I'm still asleep

Almost awake view
Banished from reality
Creature made of mind

Dream-scape citizen
Everado Man-Shaped-Wind
Face another day

Grasp February
Handle your business in the
Indigo yonder