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#1 2007-09-28 14:25:02
- shinkage ryu
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Zen Poetry
Hey everyone. I wrote a poem today upon the basis of Honkyoku. I felt I should share it here on the forum. If anyone else wants to share poetry , feel free.
A Multitude of serene colors
Expelled from the midst of a hollow bell
Not Seen, But heard
Not heard, But known
Yet they dissolve to oblivion in an instant
Leaving only 1 instance to be known.
“What sort of person are you, really, inside and what lies concealed there?”—the shakuhachi will undoubtedly supply the answer"
(taken from: "Take No Kokoro" by by Kurahashi Yodo Sensei)
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#2 2007-09-28 14:38:34
- baian
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Re: Zen Poetry
chattering magpies in mountain pines
the sound of breath in bamboo
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#3 2007-09-28 17:14:18
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rolling. watching.
out of reach!
countertop.
.
to
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marble
.
:
:
|
floor.
this sound comes easily to my flute.
When it is rainy, I am in the rain. When it is windy, I am in the wind. - Mitsuo Aida
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#4 2007-09-28 17:30:20
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patiently filing the bamboo root
soft static of the radio ballgame
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#5 2007-09-28 18:56:10
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How can a fellow get to heaven
With an arse like an anvil and a head like a Boeing 747
The Master asked "Does it make sense to you?"
The fool replied "I do, I do!".
and
ornamental garden -
breaking the pond's glaze
a coy's fleshy lips
Regards,
Harry.
Last edited by Harry (2007-09-28 19:12:08)
"As God once said, and I think rightly..." (Margaret Thatcher)
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#6 2007-09-29 04:48:26
- Zakarius
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Re: Zen Poetry
Shakuhachi makes me hungry...
moreso than pastels...
moreso than food.
It's better than sex.
It's quicker than waiting for the lottery.
Less startling than thunder and less painful than lightning.
Shakuhachi is an earthquake...
fulmination of the soul...
murmurs of the heart.
Zakarius
塵も積もれば山となる -- "Chiri mo tsumoreba yama to naru." -- Piled-up specks of dust become a mountain.
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#7 2007-09-29 05:46:44
- Harazda
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Re: Zen Poetry
Who was/is this Kerouac?
Roots of ancient oak
Spreading towards antipodean sky.
-Harazda
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#8 2007-09-29 07:27:36
- dust
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Re: Zen Poetry
once.
twice..
nothing
imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete.
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#10 2007-09-30 22:21:22
- Kerry
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Re: Zen Poetry
Mary Sue
and ou san
ru
The temple bell stops, but the sound keeps coming out of the flowers. -Basho
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