Best Buddhist Poems

how blessed I feel
how fortunate am I
crossing paths
with a living
buddhist monk
in flowing saffron robe
his face serene 
gaze so placid

waves of
universal peace
rippling
as he moves
along his path

the only thing
I know
is I know
nothing



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Posted on February 20, 2019...

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A Buddhist bird flies 
Under the eyes 
Of winter’s sun 
As I watch his flight 
Across a lonely wintry sky 
Gazing up 
At his long, long flight south 

He diverts himself 
From the chilly northern wind 
A wind 
That the sun cannot warm 

He diverts...

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I am not a Buddhist
But a friend of mine you see
Is a student of the Dharma
And passes on to me
The wisdom of the ages
To help me understand
That though there is suffering
There’s also goodness in the land

Suffering the product of envy pride and greed
Subject to Karmic...

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Hi all, I have recently completed a short and easy to use Pure Land Buddhist Liturgy and Prayer Book, based on the 48 Vows of Amitabha and Infinite Life Sutra. Here is the first verse:

O Amitabha, you hear and you see our trials and ordeals....

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Unsullied by the world, with conscience free,
He sits in contemplation, hour on hour,
Of one small point on his anatomy
From which he gathers strength and mystic power.

Not for him the hero’s wide acclaim,
The soldier’s glory, nor the merchant’s prize;
Deaf is he to trumpetings of fame,
Blind to...

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If Buddhakaya is the ongoing incarnation of Buddha,
and other mutually-messianic mentors,
then the Buddhakaya evolves optimally healing systems.

If Dharmakaya is the incarnation of Buddha-messianic mentoring,
then the Dharmakaya is sacred ecology 
of biological in/ex-formation processing systems.

If Sanghakaya is the Buddhist community,
then Sanghakaya is bio-economic health 
and eco-political...

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Buddhist prayers fly
like cardinals and finches
above a white rail 
square boxes hold orange mums
flagging down the yellow sun

the morning begins 
seated on the back porch with tea
the cat's in my lap 
the chair next to me empty
as are the springs flower beds 

missing only you
a...

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The Buddhist monk
Following dental examination
Refused an injection
For his required dental extrication
Instead he chose to
Transcend dental medication...

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Tibetan Buddhist Tonglen

Tonglen, when you take on another’s pain,
As smoke, on the in breath ,
Outbreath normal as the rain,
You are sending health, no less.  (sending white light)

You see the pain and suffering ,
You intensely feel his pain,
Brighter than the shining stars,
 Pain, Light does...

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Buddhist Poet Tree in Motion


Paige helped herself to words written 

On the canvas of life with earth

Etched on tapestry smoothening 

The smothering eclipse of demise


Thermal springs fired resolve and

Restitution from smouldering ashes

Engraved meaning emoted retold

Enclaves of sanity resilient narration


In water she bathed her soul

Nascent native...

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The Buddha insists on the absence of ‘I'.
We banish the self if we ardently try.
I’ve done meditation
and hoped for salvation.
So who became Buddhist?  The Buddha — not I....

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Realization & The World Religions

Christianity
Petro—Peter means stone
Jesus made a pun:
Upon this stone I build my church
Unto you I give the keys to the Kingdom
Hence Peter—The First Pope
Jesus “He is my Rock and Salvation”

Judaism
The Mitzvah—God blesses every good deed

The Buddha
sits under a bode tree, 
Surrounded by...

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wherever 
we go
there
will be 

decay and
absence

for the
moment
we absorb

and learn
stillness


become
silent




listen 
silently






silently
becoming...

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In Tibet, the night was cold and she said in Sanskrit:
Over years, in loneliness my heart bled in Sanskrit

All mantras of love have failed in winning her for me
Tell any Tantras to take me ahead in Sanskrit

Behind curtains of temple there was a paradise
Night was...

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I'm woozy with the uncertainties of life. 
I'm staggering back and forth, 
slamming into one wall and then another. 
I cling to a banister 
wondering how it can be 
that I'm even alive.  
Bitter to be still living. 
Grateful to have survived so long....

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