Tag: freedom
member name: John Doyle
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September 25, 2006 02:43 PM EDT --
In Japan they are called ring gongs
In China and Tibet they are called singing bowls
Usually hand hammered brass bowls
Enthroned on a round ornate pillow
With a hard wooden striker.
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October 10, 2006 01:23 PM EDT --
Borne on the summer breeze,
The hoary capped dandelion seeds
Fly on their way
Filled with life, they care little
About their destination
Sustained with a knowing
Their purpose will . . .
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October 09, 2006 11:33 AM EDT --
Isness and Suchness
High in the mountains
In a place seldom visited by people
There is a small lake
On this particular day
The lake was as smooth as glass
There was no wind to disrupt . . .
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August 24, 2006 12:10 PM EDT --
(This poem was written in happier days for me. But it is that time of year again and I need to remember)
There are poems . . .
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September 03, 2006 12:51 PM EDT --
A Possible Merger
Like a woodland nymph
She skips through the forest of my life
Always hiding behind the hedges of my thoughts
Always illusive fading in and out
Coming and going but always . . .
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September 15, 2006 06:47 AM EDT --
As I look out my window
The first rays of the rising sun
Pierce the gloom of night
As If by some ancient magic
That is far beyond my understanding
A spark deep within me responds and
Leaps . . .
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October 06, 2006 06:38 PM EDT --
I Wonder
In bygone days
The way of the pilgrim
Was over high mountains
Through dense forests and raging streams
Now it is through city streets
Concrete canyons
And board rooms . . .
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June 06, 2006 06:53 PM EDT --
Crossing Lake George in a small boat
On a sunny summer afternoon,
Watching the wind-caused ripples
Coming from nowhere going nowhere.
Overhead, white-cloud dragons and horses
Prance . . .
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June 06, 2006 10:54 PM EDT --
It is difficult to speak of love or even think of it
On a day when dedicated, resourceful yet merciless men
Unleash death and destruction on so many innocent people
Yet how can we call ourselves . . .
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June 14, 2006 10:16 AM EDT --
Beautiful little bird safe in you lovely cage,
Don't you ever desire to fly free?
Oh yes I would love to fly and explore the big world
Come then I will open the . . .
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June 28, 2006 02:33 PM EDT --
The old monk felt perplexed
As many times before he felt
A stirring, a rumbling
In his otherwise more or less
Tranquil consciousness
He had experienced it before
But this time . . .
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June 29, 2006 10:28 PM EDT --
Aside from gender and hair color, is there any real difference between Howard Stern and Ann Coulter?
I don't really think so. In my opinion Ann Coulter is no more a serious political . . .
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June 30, 2006 08:42 AM EDT --
A robin singing outside my window
Rejoicing at the coming of the new day
Praise and gratitude incarnate
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July 31, 2006 07:10 PM EDT --
The lovers sitting
On the river bank gazing
At the golden path
Traced by the rising full moon
Lost in wonder and rapture.
July 31, 2006
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August 05, 2006 06:49 PM EDT --
The intensity
Of Love?s flame consumes the brave
Giving them rebirth
But to the fearful who gaze
Only a fearful ballet
Of menacing dark shadows
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August 06, 2006 11:44 PM EDT --
The Second big Bang
Remembered today by some
Ignored by many
A mushroom air burst that changed
The world for ever and ever.
August 6, 2006
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August 16, 2006 02:15 PM EDT --
Sunlight dancing on the river
Blue sky and white cotton ball clouds
Flights of birds arcing on their way
Even traffic seems to flow smoothly
A morning to rejoice in
And be grateful for
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August 25, 2006 03:37 PM EDT --
The sun has set beyond the western horizon
Still showing the shafts of red and yellow and purple
That the old mountain men used to call fire in the sky
When they reflected behind the snow capped . . .
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August 27, 2006 02:15 PM EDT --
He didn't even know he was climbing a mountain
Until she pointed it out to him
All he knew was that for many years
He was trying to follow a path
Shrouded in darkness and sorrow and a feeling . . .
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September 09, 2006 02:37 PM EDT --
Transformation
The rising sun's rays caress her hair
Golden beams melding with silver gold
As she stands in the dawn she is transformed
Into a being almost celestial
And I wonder, . . .
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