Long Hand clapping Poems

Who sings this song
of one hand dancing?

No, honey,
get it right please,
What is the sound of one hand clapping?

One hand clapping
is the same difference of song as sound
between co-arising bicamerality
and dipolar binomiality.

Both hands begin and end
with...

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I am a singular event 
Occupying a particular span of time. 
I am a concrete mystic 
And an incurable skeptic 
Seeking an approximation 
Of peace and domestic tranquility. 
I am a Slavic soul brother 
Living...

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Opening Day with a Little Delay

Take me out to the ball game
 Of balls and strikes - bloopers and perfect games; 
 Basket catches, ERA’S, country hardball;
 Foul balls, the pick off, intentional walk, the...

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puzzling with all the words in the order
and changing them - around, and 'round again
effecting or affected by affective disorder
to sound around some pleasing refrain

what's to be gained, again, a chorus refrain
chanted softly by the...

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Part 1

Once upon a drunk bachelors night,
This guy decided to go down to his local drinking site,
Sitting in a sparsely filled dive of a pub,
Couples slurring, singles fingering at crap grub,
The smell of cheap beer...

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God Rested
By the Sea of Tranquility dwelt the Trinity
And by the coast drove the Ghost
Along with the Father and the Son, They thought as one
With Buddha and Allah, They tested the nature of eternal strife....

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Stakes Root Deeper

When the stakes
are life on Earth,
all else is a diversion.
     Susan Murphy Roshi

Here we have co-invested stakes
nondualing claims 
of sacred and secular health causes,
and disinvested destroying diversions,
perversions,
distortions,
dismay,
retributions.

Susan Murphy is...

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What we affirm now, has been said before
but know dear soul, the word is not the thing
and so shifting from thinking to feeling,
being a melding of head with the heart,
in staid silence, negating all knowing,
ego...

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It doesn’t matter if I ruined myself from intoxication, 
even for a moment, as long as I can get drunk from 
the wine named arrogance.

Although arrogance is the robe so colorful 
that it blinds ordinary...

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Hey, Who Said...

It was going to be easy

Getting over the time
When running over mountains to the beach was a Sunday jaunt
Giving Time permission to go in the wrong direction
Honoring past marriages as prep school
Letting go...

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Hey, Who Said...

It was going to be easy

Getting over the time
When running over mountains to the beach was a Sunday jaunt
Giving Time permission to go in the wrong direction
Honoring past marriages as prep school
Letting go...

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“Truth simple, if we but rest turbid mind
Leaving all deluded knowing behind” 
~ quote by poet 
_____________________________

Reveal and conceal, is the game divine 
Pangs of separation and rapture of union
Life becomes simple when with love...

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Although Tai-Gueng-Uang’s* wife 
did not abandon her husband but wanted 
to avoid poverty, she, now, is so sad and agonizing
because no water poured to the ground can be recovered.

Although the people say that Tai-Gueng-Uang angled...

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Meditation in quietude, cognition spherical instils
Transcending  limitations of time, space, power, knowledge, will
Oh hermit, in the void of polarity interchange, be still

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Awareness gently outpours attention 
Resting all thought in void of cessation
Imbibing by soft...

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Old Bolsanaro wishes he was, and takes strides to become, a fictional character as a way to promote more predictable backlash from his invasive, divisive and inflammatorily abusive comments—you know, to make a level playing...

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immediate here and now this-ness
integral wholeness indivisible
flow of innate aliveness 
in bubbling renewal

all of manifestation 
upon space-time screen
vaporises during cessation
whose essence we would glean 

we as limited entity here sentient
within this mind body encased
are cognisant...

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Ambling along, in thought rested silence
Mantra Aum, the esoteric diphthong 
Cognised in void by inner sentience
The sound of one hand clapping, our swan-song

No doer choosing between right and wrong
Gently aligning with voice of conscience 
Childlike...

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Wafting fragrance of love pollination
Grace in-pours by magnetic resonance 
Heightened is rapture, without cessation
Rainbow within, our self-luminescence 

Presence nestles into inner silence
Each node within, dancing with elation
Bliss burrowing deep, awakes innocence 
Wafting fragrance of love...

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Hey there, little Buddha, 
Let me join your Mistick Krewe.
Got my jazz hand clapping. 
Gonna drop the other shoe.
I strut my yo-yo yoga every doo-da day.
It get me so-so-sober in a drunken way.
Hey there, little...

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Soma nectar dripping, one hand clapping
Questions cease when we become the answer
Suffused by waves bliss throb scintillating 
Resounding within, the silent thunder 

No koan this hermit, stoop to conquer
Silence ushers currents vivifying 
Divine bestowing benign...

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Silent thunder borne of bliss ignition
The currents within, joyfully caper
Open secret of stillness in motion
Divine aligned, we need no translator

Sound of one hand clapping, dark void conquers
Our consciousness, joyous in cessation
Pure of heart, behold the...

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Those who tell us to be NICE
aren’t
they shout their PC gospel
in your face
while admonishing you for
your rebuttal
They accost each other
like third graders
left alone in the
school yard
and
when cornered
by a simple inquiry
point wildly
SHOUTING
“He/She started it”
for
they cannot abide
the...

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Drop by drop nectar falls, in cave of heart
Sound of one hand clapping, felt in silence 
Bliss ignition each moment thus restarts

Our journey begins, when ego departs
Revealing our inner luminescence 
Drop by drop nectar falls,...

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“Behold deep within, magic of God’s wonder ~
Sound of one hand clapping, resounds like thunder”
            ~ quote by poet


Beauteous and graceful is the dance...

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Wounded Flight
            by Odin Roark

So easy
The description
A handicap
Borne by many

Yet we lift off 
From the gravity pinning us
To history
We may not have picked

To beliefs
Perhaps...

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