Best Easeful Poems

During my morning strolls along country paths
The world comes alive in all its gleam n’ glitter
What lovely autumn vistas unfurl and pass me by
What miracles of creation, what wonders of life
What variety, what fantastic medley
What serene peace, what easeful tranquility
Sights and scenes that hold one’s...

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Sing a new song,
In laughing notes of light,
Falling soft as the dawn,
Sighing joy through each midnight,
Feelings glistening like the stars,
Assembled in skies, inspiring…
Playing gentle like old guitars
Reassuring the moments so alive…

Sing a new song,
One full of grace and hope,
Kissed by eternal flames,
Igniting the heart who’ll...

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My teacher died.
   
   His lungs failed him.

He taught me that the lungs
harbor grief.

   His lungs are gone.
My grief has only just arrived.


   He used his lungs to power
his Power.
To power his speech.
His lungs let him connect
to...

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Too often I have forgotten the nectar

   of welcomed recollection,

Having been lazed out 

   in Sylvan grasses green,

   lounging upon the footstool of the world.....

   where the wood marries the wedded waters,

   where the songster...

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'Tween Sensibilities' Splendor 

You speak adamantly of gentle courage
     and sharing spring's flourished nectar,
the swooning rhythm of swaying trees
   and the easeful breezes that flow
     'tween endearment's sensibilities,
misty moonbows 'neath dusk's stormy skies
  ...

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END   OF   DREAM.



Perhaps I have lost the end of dream
For indulging in too much wakefulness
Or I have replicated the regale reality
In charades of some perpetual imagined.

Will I ever stay in sleep of easeful death
Or wake up to the call of an...

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Bright Lotus of the lily pad
Let it be known who fears the fall
You who all would uphold in slumber
Blind to a gaze refrained or stalled.
Amongst this lonely block of figures and sand
And thick, heated lines
You glide across water in whispers;
The divine scope of earthly kind.
You...

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"From deep within my heart I always catch the scent of my Beloved. How can I help but follow that fragrance?" Quote By _ Rumi 


Once we were a happy pair of doves
Seeking warmth under each other’s wings
By sundown, we flew to our little nest
In...

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Channels within the windblown grass and contoured
shifting sand, stretch-probing as a spindle tree,
rouse echoing murmurs of the easeful sounds
of solitude, the slumberous sea, and me.
Entranced and mindful on this wild hypnotic shore,
Solitary maybe, and yet, alone no more....

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Eyes are a beauty like no other,
Where your deepest sense shines like lustrous glass;
The perfect crystal structure,
A divine un-shattered over easeful stars.

Today I looked upon the light.

Today I woke from a heavy slumber
With memory much the same as dreams,
Blinds had been lifted,
And I draw my...

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Society is but a volatile brew of a lucky few, and plenty of:

Philosophers without portfolio,
Scholars without power, 
Able men in a crippled world,
Visionaries weary of worry,
Artists bereft of brushes,
Patient men ensnared by a rush, 
Actors craving for a costume, 
Pioneers ruined by pedantic loons,
And simple...

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The following is my poetic/liturgical translation of the Heart Sutra:

The Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara,
Whilst in profound Prajna Paramita 
Saw illume the void of the five skandhas 
And prevailed over all pain and peril.

Sariputta, image and void differ not, 
Image is void and void is image,
So too sense...

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NIGHT ARRIVES.

Night arrives at the sunset
Bringing relief to tortured souls
Lost travellers on life’s journey
Tired like wounded feebled folks.

 It sends its physician, the sleep 
To enchant sufferings into a lull
Soothing embalming painful stripes
 There releasing souls into easeful zest.
And then
Beyond cure into some temporary rest...

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I know 
flowers are 
beautiful 
     I know 
flowers smell 
so sweet
     I know 
flowers are nice
     Really nicer 
than the moon
     I know 
flowers, 
ranging with 
importance
 ...

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They say it is the thing of dreams,
And I have dreamed it so--
Bathed in moonlight's downy beams,
And in its still and easeful glow.
And in my misty reverie,
Where what is not, can always be--
I fall in love--eternally.
It is the reason why I sleep,
The dream the lonely...

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