Best Prayer Beads Poems

Memories Of Youth And Nature, Were A True Blast
In collaboration with Robert Lindley

Beautiful dawn a Nature walk would do one good
Across the flower filled pond,...

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Let every book
Of poetry
Be a holy book,
Every verse a revelation,
That I might 
Sift metaphors through
My fingers like prayer beads,
Sip imagery like holy spirits-
If I begin...

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I like my lies the way my mother used to make them. Wrapped up in spring roll pastry and thrown into the fryer. Served on...

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Across the knoll where fading starlight hangs
On graveyards damp, laying on pleated  moss
While row of angels bears the gusty winds;
As evening spreads its thin...

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When Grandpa climbed to meet the sky 
the prayer beads seemed to delay
a night so thin, it can’t deny
flushed teardrops washing air in gray.

Till darkness...

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She looked peaceful in her lavender dress-
as I suppose she was. Eyes closed as if lost
in childhood dreams, small hands folded across her chest.
Her glasses...

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While trail of clouds hovers around
There she lays on fevered ground,
My daughter’s eyes droop low again
As I bear witness to this strain.

No balm can aid...

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Sparrow song
Window ledge dawn;
Sparkling sunlight

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Dry gusty breeze
Bamboo leaves rustle;
Moongate courtyard

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Young lovers glide
Zest greets romance;
Sensuous future

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Old man limping
His poodle hops around;
Smiles all around

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Chinese martial artist
Sword and...

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The snow is melting quickly now, drip, drip,
and I am getting ready to plant seeds;
I must read up for some have extra needs,
(on a...

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What struck me is that it showed him
Always leaving
And sadly looking back
At his family home
Going to Llasa
To be (re)educated
Tenzin Gyatso was found as a young...

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                       Over the...

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Memories Of Youth And Nature, Were A True Blast,
In collaboration with Riabi Dziri, Besma

Beautiful dawn a Nature walk would do one good
Across the flower filled...

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yet the people rebelled against me
in the wilderness locusts and wild honey
he poured out his wrath on them
yet i did what would keep it
from profaned...

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The world of sight is when taken
Away, let of vision waken,
Let world of sound sharply shaken.

Way laid gets when my wander lust, 
Let me hear...

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Once - a very, very pious catholic priest,
Comes out of a brothel on lovely morning,
Fiddling with his prayer beads, he whispers:-
"Reception is divine, but price...

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