Blessed are the fishermen that free the humble pelican From sinker, line and hook Tangled in a beak, Holy men are these who catch fish and release The insensitive prey, cold-blooded are they delicious but dumb, killing them ‘s no fun. Praise the poor fishermen, forget the pod of dolphin Driven into coves Slaughtered by […]
Poems ~ Publications
To the Philosopher who said he gave up Beach Combing for the facts of life on Wall Street
Truth, you see, when backed into a crevice between stones cannot be got, will not be out unless you wait. Oh you may jab it with a stick but you only succeed in helping the thing lodge itself more firmly. Hard to come by yes, the old crab is tough, if it sees you It […]
Mugunghwa
A white Rose of Sharon Wide open like the third eye of Wisdom Stares at the morning star Mugunghwa / The Rose of Sharon, Korea’s National Flower The Poem appeared first in “The Fires of Spring” by Rayn Roberts 2002 All Buddhist traditions agree that as the morning star rose in the sky in the early morning, […]
After Heavy Rain
Everything want out of the rain even earthworms dance of the walk Evening comes The rain lets up ants carry off one screaming worm Everything wants See it LIVE! Poem appeared first in “The Fires of Spring” by Rayn Roberts 2002
Letter to a Close Companion
You begin in the twitch of conception, a long narcotic lullaby until the song vibrates in every cell and bone. We will never be rid of each other, so come, come, little ones will circle in dance striking your face with flowers I loved mocking your toothy grin they will never take your outstretched hands, […]
First Day of June
Between spring and summer, afternoon and evening, a white heron flew under the ivory half-moon Image of Egret by Brian Tarr available @ Fine Art America The Poem appeared first in “The Fires of Spring” by Rayn Roberts 2002
Being has no center, this poem has no name
Being part of not apart from is to turn against the turning world and time in favor of the third eye wisdom, the living wonder of one divine nature God-Spirit-Buddha word or sound Oh say what it is… (It is peace with all.) Can that be Be / cause you are a part of all, […]
Seer in the Wilderness
Before dark or star rock or water before the wings of the sky floated over the earth I was called to a calm that mimics stillness but is eternal motion to stillness that mocks death because it wakes in the womb of dawn Because the sun is the eye of an immense bird that flies […]
Gifts in July
I was a man and I was the island turning toward night Rolling away from the sun Between the green and blue of grass and sea Over a long finger of black sand Irregular formations descended, hundreds of them squadron on squadron of red dragonflies ! An evening wind swayed the cosmos. Over the high […]
Hitting the Wall
A wall in a monastery—call it meditation Is that wall in Berlin That was and now is not, Or the Great Wall in China That is and once was not, They begin and end in mind. And if the universe is mind It’s a wall whose stones Break into laughter When we say they are […]
