Long Wabi sabi Poems

"Dead leaves lay still, even the last flower is withered: yet there is a beauty in decayed imperfection." Taken from a quote by _Constance La France

On an orbital rotation around our planet every day, nothing...

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                        We know not who we are and yet we spar,
 ...

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You cry: "Oh No!", as your cherish beloved pot 
lies shattered into pieces
at your feet, splattered in tears,
echoing your sobs and muttered moans.
"What to do?" you ask.
You could try to glue it back together,
but it's...

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Cars are the wind on the streets
semi-truck wheels shriek thunder,
rain shatters against stone and brick walls
on dusty roads, oak trees fence with twigs—
wushu wooden clatters.

Dreadful arrays of dryads
azure and amethyst gossamer haze,
sleek, silken strikes gist...

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When he went away, leaving her that day,
She thought her heart would betray…
The way it hurt, the way she wanted him to stay.

When love meant to last all lifelong, like a song,
Joyful and full, then...

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Wabi-Sabi

A stunning beauty seen with moles on the cheek from a distance
If be near, like spaceman, we find dry lowland area of dark rock,
Shadows in holes where meteors hit, left craters, the Sun can’t hit.

She...

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Crinkles around eyes and smile on my face,
attempting to hide the scars of my soul,
look toward the skies, praying for God’s grace.

Of wabi-sabi stains, remains no trace,
as friends and foes, my countenance extol;
crinkles around eyes...

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For me you’re designed, mesmeric scarred moon, 
grace gleams in the convolute cradle of cyan night, 
slithers in the silken sky I create for you,
a turquoise trail you trace in my heart incised.

Thunder cloud surges...

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We wander through so many gardens,
doting robins, ignoring the crows.
Our personal oasis is an unfinished poem.
Plastic flowers may last longer, but their dead scent,
cannot compare to freesia and frangipani.

In fading grey sunset,
I crumble, crouching in...

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Feeling of hurt & pain
A poignant wabi-sabi stain
Adding to soul beauty
If we but look at it in serenity

As waves of sorrow rise
Each wave hides a surprise 
Prompting us to internalise attention
Forgiving source of grief manifestation...

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Wabi-Sabi 12-21-23  
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Wabi-Sabi

Empty the mirage of perfection
Whose shadow wears scars
Of perpetual broken rainbows –
Cracked rose petals –
Gilded edges joined by hibernation and spring.

A pilgrimage into amnesia
Timeworn victories fade into badges lost to time 
Moonlight...

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I like to paint myself. Should I be a face in the crowd?
Shouldn't I be the one fondly holding my head so high?
To be poised, I peep into my mirror, shedding her shroud.
My physique seems...

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right to left me read please

every poem must have a word
like a keystone centered in it
the word is

                 ...

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In the ephemeral dance of time, where continuous changes endure,
Our love emerges, strong and sure,
Like whispers in the wind, it comes and goes,
Yet in its transient beauty, deep emotion flows.

Endless stories, tales forever told,
Our love,...

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youth, where imperfections trip upon each other
and opportunistic peers joyfully celebrate the folly
 - glass tree houses be damned...

and - a spun bottle breaks blood brotherhoods
where fragile crevices expose truths and
welcome untested kinships to fill...

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Kato was a mutt-product:- breeding run amok
No purity meant the pound of death-induction 
Only his adoption saved him from that inferno
turning life into moments full of simply-perfect:

Each summer, the sun stroke a furry black hue
Elevating...

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The beauty of the leaves embraced their difference
As they shriveled ‘neath the sap drained Maple
Celebrating their continuum in the soil
A sadness tinged the sun’s smile

The mindless flocks fled, as did my thoughts
In search of kinder...

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wabi-sabi stains, etched upon our soul
characterise struggles, that make us whole
vanishing ink cognised by inner eye
that with feet on ground, we reach for the sky
reuniting with source, our earth life goal

stepping lightly along the pathless...

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an oversized ego shaped as our head
carved out of a block of translucent gold
a dead tree stump, no longer by love fed
fall of Midas in hushed whispers retold

a wabi-sabi stain etched in blood red
casts on...

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Every touch and flicker grazes our heart,
evoking response as of consciousness
Mindful eye sees waves approach and depart,
detachedly centred in void of oneness

Play of emotions, marked by divergence,
contoured thus by judgmental perception,
seek to etch their imprint...

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Looking in the mirror,
Looking at yourself, sighing, 
Say “she’s more broken
Than the others you see 
walking down the street.”
Maybe you won’t say so
When you see their faces
Washed out and pale,
Behind the painted concrete
Cracks do start...

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Imperfection becomes,
the beautiful face of impermanence.

One dying flower,
enlightens a whole field of blooms.
Change gives meaning,
to all that is born to flow.

The river does not ask which way?
The rocky riverbank crumbles,
because the water declares
the unreality of...

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She grieved for her twin flame gone
Then the friendly priest came along
Spirit eternal, never dies, never born
Let us continue to sing our love song

As we are so we be and thus do see
Shifting as moon...

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Betrayed, we fell but then rose,
restoring tranquil repose,
healed by touch divine sublime,
as witnessed by space and time.

They who hurt us, knew not then,
truth of love and joy of zen
and so as we sing our song,
we...

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