Tom Quigley Poet Monorhyme

Tao Te Ski

The state of flow, eternal Tao
Dance in the ephemeral now
A Bound mind will not allow
A Joyous downward plow
Soft snow, honored thou
Its own meaning endow
Feet atop sacred bough 
Snow cut by skis’ prow
Let me show you how

4/5/16

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Andrea Dietrich April 5, 2016 at 3:50 PM Very COOL monorhyme poem, Tom!! Tom Quigley April 5, 2016 at 8:45 PM Ideally, otherwise it gets slushy! ;-) Thanks!

Nette Onclaud April 5, 2016 at 11:00 AM i like the meditative feel of this one, tom... well done!..huggs Tom Quigley April 5, 2016 at 8:44 PM Oops! Comment jumped--Thanks! Moving meditation is my favorite kind. :-) Tom Quigley April 5, 2016 at 8:43 PM Thanks! So many ways one can approach the subject of water...under, over, frozen, snow, running...

Daniel Turner April 5, 2016 at 8:32 AM Never learned to snow ski. Too old now!. Nice poem. Peace my friend:) Tom Quigley April 5, 2016 at 9:26 AM Thanks! Have a good one. :-)