Sans fear of dying,
The angst of trying
Is felt and left
To float.
Let it Float [Lyric Poem]
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PROMPT: For a Day
Daily writing prompt
If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?
A Buddha / Bodhisattva (if there’s one about these days.) Why? To feel how his (or her) subjective experience compares to my own.
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“The Bustle in a House” (1108) by Emily Dickinson [w/ Audio]
The Bustle in a House
The Morning after Death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted opon Earth --
The Sweeping up the Heart
And putting Love away
We shall not want to use again
Until Eternity --
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PROMPT: DIY Project
Switching out a toilet. There’s more to doing it right than it might seem, and you’ve got to get it right the first time or start all over.
Though the most frustrating project was probably wallpapering. While not a hard job, the art of it eluded me.
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Crazy Tree [Senryū]
tree that sprawls
twists & winds chaotically:
strength from crazy
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On Mud & Lotus [Free Verse]
The saying goes:
“No mud - no lotus!”
But I can’t help but notice
That the flower is long-stemmed,
Raising it high above the mud.
A tropical newbie,
I used to confuse
Lotuses & Water Lilies.
Then I learned the simplest
Way to distinguish the flowers
(From a distance)
Is that Lily pads
Rest on the water,
While Lotus leafs
Also try to rise
above the muddy water.
I can’t help but wonder whether
Our admiration has made the
Lotus too good for its mud?
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DAILY PHOTO: Skyline From the Concrete Beach, Chicago
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All or Nothing Limerick
An egg delivery guy from Bangalore:
2,000 eggs on a scooter, door-to-door.
If his bike ever tipped,
He’d be severely whipped,
For his job was all-or-nothing & nothing more.
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“Concord Hymn” by Ralph Waldo Emerson [w/ Audio]
By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Their flag to April's breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood
And fired the shot heard round the world.
The foe long since in silence slept;
Alike the conqueror silent sleeps;
And Time the ruined bridge has swept
Down the dark stream which seaward creeps.
On this green bank, by this soft stream,
We set today a votive stone;
That memory may their deed redeem,
When, like our sires, our sons are gone.
Spirit, that made those heroes dare
To die, and leave their children free,
Bid Time and Nature gently spare
The shaft we raise to them and thee.
Sung at the Completion of the Battle Monument, July 4, 1837
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Malacca Limerick
There once was a pirate of Malacca,
Who liked ramen and chow mein and hakka.
He'd eat any noodles
by the oodles and oodles,
But, with no fiber, he couldn't make caca!
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