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Penury (Republished)

PENURY

We found love’s treasure
Seems we’ve spent it and sadly
All that’s left is change

The Other Shoe

THE OTHER SHOE

Hark! A singing heart
A swallow … A butterfly
Awaiting an ear

IYOUMEUS AMAREBEIS (Republished)

IYOUMEUS AMAREBEIS

………………………I

In all the time of breaking fast together
only chance decided how the food was shared,
what became the eye looked into,
the hand the other held.
And so we are as one
and yet by chance divided.

How so near?
How so far?
Ah love,
for whom else should I eat?

………………………II

In thoughts that turn
to love and loving
(the eye looked into):

“A sphere
whose circumference is nowhere,
whose centre is everywhere”;
a panoply of nodes;
an exercise in isometric tensions
(the eye looked into).

The sleepy snake is opening
(the eye looked into)
and you will meet me again at last,
here where the four winds dwell.

~~~~~ ~ ~~~~~

For extensive notes, go to https://bennaga.wordpress.com/2011/12/09/inner-workings-for-sarah

Passed Over: Tanka

PASSED OVER

Dearest Margaret
Lives in a higher place now
Showers me with light
I am humbled by her gift
And, she says, not before time

Familiar (with image)

FAMILIAR

A true bond
Is never broken
Birth to death
Life to life
Rooted in one another
Branches of one tree

~~~~~ ~ ~~~~~

I came across this fine photograph on New Hampshire Garden Solutions‘ site and was moved to republish this shadorma accompanied (with his kind permission) by his photo. His site is one of my favourites, always full of both beauty and interest, and I highly recommend it.

Black Hole: Tanka

BLACK HOLE

Don’t give me a hug
Let me give you one instead
Though on second thoughts …

I see it’s all about fear
And we are all one big whole

Familiar: Shadorma

FAMILIAR

A true bond
Is never broken
Birth to death
Life to life
Rooted in one another
Branches of one tree

Contacting The Spirits: Tanka

CONTACTING THE SPIRITS

She’s passed away now
She never liked him to drink
With loss came freedom
She sees though he may be drunk
He still sends her a bug hig

Out Of Line: Four By Six

OUT OF LINE

Borne here upon some wind
Blown free from ancestry
With offspring free of flesh
Unless they bring their own

Caveat Emptor: Shadorma

CAVEAT EMPTOR

Came across
A place they called love
Silly me
Should’ve known
Like any advertisement
It was just a con

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