Short Monastic Poems

Heavenly
Order
Monastic
Enterprise...

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Opulent solitude,
how rich it becomes
alone in one’s shadow,
times riches in sum

To revel monastic
o’er sultans and earls,
whose joyous reflection
—your diamonds and pearls

(Dreamsleep: November, 2021)...

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When we Shall Be New
By David J Walker

Of this monastic island earth
we share in the birth of each
evolution of tomorrow 
embracing the diverse versions
of the same things 
we have known all along
We came
We learned
We left
And in the coming 
Mentored dawn
We shall be new
We will be gone...

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. for public domain

For pages worth a dog's ear,
a crumpled work of lace,
we search for golden phrases,
mark their special place.

We stifle in library tiers,
churlish book stores,
coveting their treasures,
mining their aisles,

enduring for gleaming words,
to redeem our souls.
Monastic cells our Eden,
we monks who scour scrolls....

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Many believe love a fantasy to be;The greater fantasy believing themselves to love.
Eros irritates me. For agape I hope.
Perhaps a monastic I should be and wear the cowl, sparring my soul from sorrow, though deep within I hold a heart full of love which I hide for fear of heartlessness from this foul realm , filled with insincerity and hypocrisy...

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My parcel of quietude becomes yours
while we listen to the same monastic silence,
gazing at clouds alone and  together
until we rest lovingly inside our gentle, holy world.


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Gregory R. Barden's Liberum Divisa Contest
Posted 05/04/2019
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Excerpt from ' Anything Goes On A Sunday '
Originally written 12/29/2016...

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Listen to poem:

Tradition.
Cast aside by noise
As worldy attention
Tears and cloys

Permission.
For generous space 
To return to stare
Full into the face

Decision.
To walk a monastic way
Brief encounter
At the start of the day

Listen.
To the space in-between 
Where God himself
Chose to intervene 

Condition.
The soul and heart
Through stillness
Let the healing start


Jinjagoliath
3rd September 2023
(In memory of Lesley Sutton)...

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The time has come to write an epic
But I don't know the rules so it'll likely be desperate
The depth of my puddle is "cornflakes or nesquik?"
Adorn the morn with scorn forlorn except it
Sounds a bit forced.. generic, eclectic
Although benevolent with propensity for psychological pyrotechnics. 
Too many beats in the verse 'less your mind's elastic
Clamber for rhymes but let's not get drastic
The fantastic monastic bombastic squid
Maneuvres his ink and shuts the laptop lid...

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