Long Tibetan Poems

Last night I dreamed.

I dream--

sometimes too athletically,
fertile regeneratively,
viral, positive and negatively 
and in-between sub-climax performing 
some wins and some perpetual losses 
more ambiguously back and forth, up and down, in and out,
and not nearly sensual...

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Himalayas

Eons ago in the planet’s evolution,
During tectonic plate movement: 1
The Indian Island Ma moved northward
Crashing into the Eurasian continent,
To form the Himalayan mountains. 2

Out of the chaos, towering peaks arose,
Piercing heavenly soft, white cotton clouds,
Bursting...

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I sit breathing, feel the breaths in and out,
know the breaths long and short, wish the peace 
for heaven and earth, wish for soothing seasons 
of rain and wind, and wish for all to have...

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“Patients, carefully wash your hands and mouth
As the spirits are offended by our smells
And get yourself clean of the defilements”
Thus Matho announced the arrival of the **Dakini
To the séance of the Stok Monastery.
Then Dakini donned...

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Evils with machine Guns to kill,
Ghost of my imagination were there to kill 
Or to protect me from the evils.
Believing in myself was what left within me, 
Left with my heart, my soul, and my...

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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 child
Went through many tests to prove
That he was the 13th...

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SILENCE, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel's poem: Silence by T. Wignesan


The silence PRIOR to silence
	Silence anterior to the ineffable SYLLABLE where silence is born where it’s accomplished in advance
	PERCEPTIBLE syllable distanced by far from pure silence...

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A Song With no Name
From my grandfather and my dad and performed by their son and grandson, me.
It was an old melody with no name of a ballad my grandfather wrote a long time ago.
The...

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("Pema", 2017, original pen and ink)

The Journey of Souls

Dogs make the ultimate example
Of a conditionable being,
And my deaf-dog buddy
Old Pema the Pug is no exception.

Meanwhile Buddhists of all faiths
Believe reincarnation effects us all
And involves the...

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NOTE: I have placed this Poem as a Video Poem also on
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[ This Poem is dedicated to Freedom of Expression  
and Tibetan Dharma Guru Shri Dalai Lama to support
his struggle for the cause of...

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When a child if gifted with a book it transforms into a key to unlock the mind.  The gate to the secret garden of imagination is pried from its forgiving hinges and the child...

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I wish I knew how to be wise
And have that knowing look in my eyes
Remaining silent while you nattered
As though I knew what really mattered

I’d never chat about the weather
Or discuss TV when we’re together
Always...

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I can barely breathe 
through the 
poisonous fumes 
of carbon monoxide 
emitting from the 
obsolete vehicle 
I drive to the 
non-smoking 
restaurant. 

Tourists grumble 
about the heat 
in Florida 
while construction 
of another Publix 
replaces...

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You’ve walked those streets a thousand times and still
                      You end up here. Regret...

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SAT NAM 

I am rose in sunlight breathing 
               Buddha in middle of balm bathing 
beckoning my Heart leavening lively 

I...

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Not much about Goldilocks is really well known,
Except she liked to hang out in the woods all alone.
Of other customs and habits we have just a splintering:
She was whiney, persnickety,
And obviously skillful at breaking and...

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In The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying,
Sogyal Rinpoche writes, unconvincingly,
to my left-brain dominant ears,

"No suffering,
however dreadful
[and even mortal],
is 
or can be
meaningless
if it is dedicated
to the alleviation
of the suffering of others."

This abstract act of "dedication"
sounds...

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The Dilettante Diaries: "All Roads Lead Home"



All Roads Lead Home
Poems
Stories
Detours
Stepping Stones

All Roads Lead Home

(Lovejoy-Burton/October 2018)



"Where we LOVE is home -     
home that our feet may leave, 
but not our hearts".













About Inner...

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I thought that's what you meant?
There is so much meaning there.
I get it now.
It's clear as day, 
once you understand it.
But, dear reader, once you have the answer, 
never question it.
Never ask the author to...

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Might We Ever…
            by Odin Roark

Fathom
The depth of agony
A genius creation goes through
The willingness to imagine
Beyond expectant physical endurance

Understand
The amount of protected experience
Folded into...

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Tibetan monks share legend-colored reports
     Taking wide-eyed listeners from valley floors

To peaks in the sentinel Himalayas
     So how could such holy men’s tales betray us

A dark, furry...

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Tibetan monks share colorful lore
Taking wide-eyed listeners from a valley floor
To peaks in the sentinel Himalayas
So how could such holy men’s tales betray us

A dark, furry creature’s outline has been seen
Startling climbers on mountains so...

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Oh look who toils up yonder hill
Of shoulders stooped and slow of gait
Garments hang off a frame once filled
The body drips with yesterday’s fate

An existence once filled with hate and greed
Ensnared in a mind of...

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Each morning when I rise before dawn
Before I open closed eyes I may see
The essence of my soul’s *etheric body
That dwells deeply inside of me.

As I look at my face in the mirror,
Or is my...

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I’m going up to the highest peak
Up to the roof of the world
To sit at Red Mountains steep
Kneel down and pray for my girl
 
 
 
This beautiful place of treasures
With religious murals upon the...

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