Category Archives: Poetry
to see inside a person
You can see inside a person by the questions He or she asks —and does not ask :- Doug.
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If we pour this water
If we pour this water on this snow will it melt the snow or be frozen by it? Both in turn For as water it is warmer then it cools and freezes till in spring both melt, become one and … Continue reading
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Today’s an open day
Today’s an open day Nows for us to open People for me to open to Universes to leave space for Today’s…. :- Doug.
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Meditating or shoveling snow
Meditating or shoveling snow, sleeping, eating, talking with another, or to myself: all this, all there is, is holy, is doing the Work, the Living, the Loving, the flow of the between. That is enough. That is all there is. … Continue reading
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a useful metaphor?
I do not suspect this apprehends all in its essence, but I do ask if I have made a valid or at least useful metaphor. It seems it has promise. If I am seeing something useful, then we do not … Continue reading
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meet
To meet is meat and meet :- Doug.
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Beyond shoulder’s range
Beyond shoulder’s range Hearing funeral sobs We weep Distance immaterial To touch :- Doug.
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Inside out
Inside out what if we were? What we see outside is really the inside of everything? Or when we see something far away it may be close as the other side of our skin? What we see as limits might … Continue reading
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The trees meditate
The trees meditate all day long arms held up to light :- Doug.
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The words may be gone
The words may be gone (may not) But the pictures! The stories! :- Doug.
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Nikos and Wendell
We are worms Nikos says resurrection is when worms become butterflies Wendell says practice resurrection :- Doug.
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Safe is the base
Safe is the base not the best we can do for our elders :- Doug.
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Banks and flow and waters
Banks and flow and waters Rocks and sand and human minds What makes a river? :- Doug.
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Mighty river
Mighty river, many sources drops and rivulets add does it come from these or is it by the sea drawn? :- Doug.
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Diving in
Diving in is meeting is diving in :- Doug.
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Clouds are always busy
Clouds are always busy Scooting here pulling the winds along Blanketing the cold Watering the parched Nurturing microscopic critters Calling all colors around sunlight Silently morphing our imaginings :- Doug.
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