Teacher Devotion Poems

“Your laugh is annoying”
	My laugh authentic.
	My laugh is unique.
	My laugh brings joy.

“Your smile is ugly”
	People fall in love with my smile.
	My smile isn’t fake.
	My smile...

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Blessed is what people call her even her children 
Is the way her loved was spread around to those less loved by others
Lifting up each...

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Adept Anglophone pines to learn Yiddish as a second language

When alive colorful turns of phrases
uttered courtesy my father or mother
whose ability to describe a situation
perfectly...

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Inertia's whispered promise: stagnation's dark shroud
We risk being lost in the undertow of untaken steps
Not all of us will wear the mantle of wealth
But inaction's...

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A world seen through open eyes,

No one is wearing a disguise,

Sharing a part of their prize,

As their love starts to rise.

Silencing hungers cry,

No longer slaves...

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THE SUNDAY MORNING PLEA

Sunbeams gently pierce my sleepy eyes,
Waking me up, whispering, “Arise! Arise!
Gather your tools, prepare your vision,
The children await your joyful mission.”

Ah, another...

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My Favorite Teacher
Is Forever near 
In the morning at noon at night
He wears to die for
leather Sandals, encasing
Well travelled dusty feet.
A robe so crisp, so...

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"Teacher Tanaz"


I am teacher Tanaz
Wish to be your Topaz

I am frolic
But  my activities are catalytic.

Chemist by selection
 Laughter in your end reaction .

I act...

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In halls of learning, wisdom's crown,
Stood a dad with love profound.
His days of guiding minds are done,
But memories bright, they'll still be spun.

With patience vast...

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To the social worker, fierce and bold, a shield against the night,
Who fights for children, lost and cold, yet may not see the foster system's...

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(Rinpoche in Sarnath, 1987)

That’s What A Buddha’s Like

It’s hard to know where to start
when talking about the ineffable.

Maybe starting at the end is best.

It’s taken...

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The greatest emotion shared
is that of Love, immeasurable

The child would say, “a whole bunch!”
The spouse would say, “till the end of time!”

God would say, “no...

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Yes, that is the role of the Teacher, as Shams was to
me – showing one ‘who they are’, so they can stop
bleating, crying at night,...

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*** Words Vanish ***

Words vanish!
Disperse — as prayer begun  
Moves to clear the mind 
    And bare the heart,
Swelling the soul...

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Tony had an unwritten absence 
Which he did not choose.
He suddenly became ill.
He hated having the blues.

He coughed, had a fever;
Lay completely still.
He felt nauseous,
And...

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