Sarumino -BASHO MONKEYS RAINCOAT is unique in Renku ,the ancient collaborative form(36 stanza linked verse poems)with examples from Basho(and his disciples...)namely Winters First shower/Summer moon/Katydid/and Plum young herbs, considered to the most typical of Basho's mature style conveying his attitude to life & compiled during his 1689 'Back Roads' pilgrimage ,the translator/editor adds both a cultural commentary for each stanza therein and an index of informative notes thereto
A haikuist was Matsuo Basho
his masterwork,Kasen *you know
He practiced this long poetic sequence
a 36 stanza poem recited in length
*www.jstor.org/stable/2718744
Hold tight little one
To all the things that matter
Namely, hold my hand.
A SHORT VISUAL-AUDITORICAL THOUGHT
Canvassing liberation screaming;
Yet, it is yet to be in realization:-
Pity the eyes that can, but do not see;
Pity the ears that can, but do not hear:-
Pity the wombs of minds birthing negative fraternal twins:
Namely, apathy, and its fraternal twin, unawareness:-
(And one of the scribes came, and having heard them reasoning together, and perceiving that he had answered them well, asked him, Which is the first commandment of all?
And Jesus answered him, The first of all the commandments is, Hear, O Israel; The Lord our God is one Lord:
And thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind, and with all thy strength: this is the first commandment.
And the second is like, namely this, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself. There is none other commandment greater than these.
And the scribe said unto him, Well, Master, thou hast said the truth: for there is one God; and there is none other but he:
And to love him with all the heart, and with all the understanding, and with all the soul, and with all the strength, and to love his neighbour as himself, is more than all whole burnt offerings and sacrifices.) Mark 12: 29-33.
The Lord is one
It is so clear, please, read
God is one Lord
Dear brightest sun and moon of throne of prophethood
Oh, owner of messengercy, end times' prophet of Lord
For your glory "if it weren't for you" recited by God
Namely you are the guide of universe dear Muhammad
Surah of Shems and Duha has come for the fame of your face
Light of ripeness of your honor brighten the universe
Dear Prophet of Lord intercede for Gazali's illness
Whom is a sinner of your ummah and one of public's helpless
Written By Bursali Mehmed Gazali
Translation Onur Ünlü
Plants, probing growth
Trees, tall and widespread
Shrubs, simply surprising
Herbs, healing wounds
Land, multiple in variety
Hill, high with rare plants
Mountain, with its ranges
Valley, vary near rivers
Water varies variously
In River and Ocean
In Stream and Sea
In Lake and Well
The Sun and the Moon
East, West, North, South
Night or Noon, Dusk or Dawn
Each and every is boon
The Elements of Nature
Are always friendly creature
They are namely five
For making all survive
Usual changing of Seasons
Regulates the life cycle
Helping and ensuring
Farmers for farming plan
All these are marvellous natural
Nature preach to be dutiful
And helps for our survival
It's really wonderous beautiful
Hiking Hannah wondered about hundreds of hikes in her wonder journals.
She's been to Kansas to see sunflowers and Iowa to see corn kernels.
Her cousin asked. Are you going to Europe- namely Italy any time soon?
Hannah's laborious notes said Saturn, Pluto,and maybe the moon.
She had the boots, the canned foods, the can opener, and the walking stick.
The heels of her boots were heavy, because they were incredibly thick.
She had seen so many marvelous things and tasted cookies, Chips Ahoy.
Next, she might concentrate on the Midwest, Maybe Omaha or Illinois.
I thought you were going to outer space, her sister Sally said to Hannah.
Hannah was fixing herself a sandwich of peanut butter, lettuce and banana.
Possibly, or maybe Canada or Mexico, she said with a little bit of sass.
First she had to get a waitress job, down at the Derby Bass.
For money is important if you want to be a hiker.
Or an astronaut or doctor or even a kerchief-wearing biker.
I
refuse
to comply
with contests whose
requirements are nigh
impossible, amuse
the contest-setter with my
inadequate and bound-to-lose
creations. An old-school kind of guy,
I hold outmoded, prehistoric views:
am frankly somewhat disinclined to vie
with writers who (I’ll be blunt) abuse
the edicts handed from on high,
namely, poets pay their dues
(so call me due-or-die),
not with modern ruse,
but rather by
songs whose blues
defy
cues.
weather is a bit nippy today
my toes are shivering in July sandals
I wish I could put my feet on the dash
they would get warm faster there
but I am driving and have to use them for other things
namely starting and stopping
Angry Citizens
Tired of the sitting woke government, the fake
niceness and the depletion of Germanies
heavy industry, not to forget her sycophantic
behavior towards Israel, a far-right party has
emerged.
There has been dark plotting afoot by some of
the party members, namely a famous TV cook
a welder from Austria, a GP. an astrologer
and presumably a tealeaf reader
The plot was to kidnap the prime minister
parade him on TV in his North Korean hairpiece
the one he only uses at home, hitherto a family
secret, although there had been rumors
force feed him bratwurst, boiled potatoes
and chicken nuggets until he promised to end
his pathetic practices and make Germany
great again.
The would-be terrorists were caught there
will be a trial, but we sense they will be let off
with custodian sentence
"Only the heroic has the right to gloat.
Left-handed dexterity
I was naturally left-handed but was at school
by terrible hand forced to write with the good hand
hence my terrible handwriting
I hated my clumsy writing, so I switched
to write in a foreign language, namely in English
it didn't help, but I bought a typewriter
Left or right-handed, explained to me that
masturbation is for is the job of the left hand and
therefore regarded as sinful
at school, when we wrote essays, the teacher
liked to read aloud what I had written, but I got
low marks due to spelling mistakes, which was
a bane of my life, I tend to think faster than I write
but now I'm old brain and had work together
I have read hundreds of books and know enough
to say there is no dictatorship of the masses
political systems will exploited by those
who seek power
How much more delightful can this tree be?
She has been named by her colleagues, the tree of glee
She has been an influencer since her mama’s knee
If you met her, you would have to quickly agree
She is a tree who could shake up the Grand Prix
Her limbs zigzag in the wind wild and free
She has enticed so many letters, namely c, d and e.
A tree with a mission, unknown to thee or me
If you want her secret, she’s the only one with a key
Try to get me to help you, and I will hide and flee
The only thing I know for sure, is that she is a she
She was named the tree of zee by my cousin Melanie.
Plunking two twin babies down in the berry patch now
They are being stared at by some animals, namely a cow.
She is watching them closely, more curious than a cat.
They look up into her eyes and want to play patty-cake-pat.
This spring air is great to get the twins ready for a nap.
I should take one too, it would sure be a snap.
They rarely sleep all night, and I am needing more sleep.
I watch them dig around in the berries, but do not make a peep.
Oh
hermit,
we have heard
that you have seen,
that which is unseen,
namely the face of God
and that too in broad daylight,
so with folded hands, we request
you to please teach us all the practice,
following which, we too may see the light.
Dear soul, the path to follow is pathless,
appearing on its own when we seek
with a pure heart, in childlike trust,
making mindful every touch,
seeing God’s light in all
for that is the truth,
so recognised
in the cave
of our
heart.
know God with all your heart.
Colossians 2:2- My purpose is that you may be encouraged in heart and United in love, so that you may have the full riches of complete understanding, in order that you may know the mystery of God, namely, CHRIST.
"That you may know the mystery of God, namely, Christ."
KNOW CHRIST OO
He is God's mystery.
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