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Friday, September 23, 2011

Here. Now.


When sitting,
just sit.

When eating,
just eat.

When walking,
just walk.

Of course.

But it isn't
the sitting
or the eating
or the walking.

It's the being.

Here.
Now.

2 comments:

  1. Bei Kuan-DaoSeptember 23, 2011 at 9:43 PM

    To discover the wisdom of the "Now" is to awaken. To walk in it is to embrace life at its fullest.

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  2. Dr. MikeSeptember 24, 2011 at 12:53 AM

    Inside a Polyhedron


    A diamond pyramid
    Peaks the instant light
    Triangulates the mirrors.

    Its sharp horizons
    Slice as through a lifeline
    Of drizzle when they are touched.

    *

    What grow here are particles
    That dream of being
    Faster than light to bend time.

    Notice how the hair uncurls
    Peapods in a bean,
    Ready to droop off the tongue.

    *

    Between these crosshairs of light
    Multiples divide
    Droplets of silver and gold.

    Each flicker trips the breaker
    And flashes once, quick
    Signals with no trace behind.

    *
    Here the number of glass planes,
    Angled for the sun,
    Focus mercurial warmth.

    The fly has a thousand eyes,
    Nervous tics of doubt
    From multiple perspectives.

    *
    Or can a sea-saw balance
    On several tips
    Without having to choose one?

    To break through this would require
    Contrapuntal worlds
    From alternate paradigms.

    *
    Ecco-sketch a cloud, digits
    Mapping all the curves,
    To capture refracting fog.

    Each snap can trap what has passed
    But cannot hold on.
    The nub smolders wistfully.

    *

    The sphere promises circles,
    Continuity of
    Families coming back home.

    But shelters from twilight swell
    Calm bewilderment
    By counting random fireflies.


    {Disposable Poem September 24, 2011]
    Dr. Mike

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