Best Monk Poems

I am
in the middle
of meditation
in lotus position
I am
the reason
for you to leave me
Solitude
the big opera of God
a poets reward
You are
the unspoken complicated words
dancing far away
only...

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Wanting to shrug off this shell, break loose from me
Silence that damn hermit, hiccuping under his tree
Trapped inside too long, dormancy dreams to wake 
Disgorging...

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Breathe close to me, let not your head droop 
nor your face grimace in fierce grief, 
for when I must leave, all will not leave...

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The Mask I wear is of a Comedian
Not showing the world I hurt
For when you laugh or cry looks the same
Sarcasm is rooted in pain.

The...

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These were my first five "Monday Monokus":

"Three Monokus walk into a bar"  posted 28 Sept 2020

don't challenge Death to a pillow fight  ...

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He plays jazz as if he invented it
Arpeggios augmented, minored and majored
Transferring from one chord to another
Like flashes of lightning extracting emotional pearls 
all from...

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On the edge 
of the evacuation zone
Miyuki holds her daughter 
tip-toeing in pink sneakers 
her small hands fragile 
blossoms opening
to the man with the beeping...

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I once knew a woman called Terri
Who always was sipping the sherry
She got steaming drunk
And fell off her bunk
The medics described her as ‘merry’

WRITTEN BY...

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               I inherited a magnificent antique natural black diamond ring,
it is...

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"Thelonious Sphere"

Thelonious 
Sphere 
Monk

the meaning
in a name

Zephaniah
the meaning 
in a name
Krishna

perhaps music
brings us closer
following the 4

dharma
the path to 
renunciation 
El Roi

what I listen to 
at...

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There Are A Thousand Treasures Of Kings
Worth More, Than All The Wealth, There Could Be !
Some Say, It’s In A Kingdom Of Dreams
Others Say, It’s...

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FRED

Fred the farmer he bought a new tractor
The milk maid he wanted to attract her
He said you wanna ride 
So she jumped in beside 
Said...

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"Puzzle Stomped"



Pieces scattered
placed on a table 
with boundaries 

between 
the incarcerated margins 
there are strict conditions

Time drips 
its wet connection
each piece a stair fitted 

imperfectly
perfect...

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Could it be that two city streets meet at a portal
of awakening that leads to enlightenment?
May your next frontier be "Inter-Be" discovery.

Nearly forty years ago...

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Otis was once a monk 
who took no vows, was
free to leave the abbey 
and eventually he did.  
I met him over chicken wings...

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