Short Monk Poems
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bliss suffused
emptiness
is the norm
we look not
in the past
or ahead
all that is
is this now
where we dwell
A fork in the road
Forcing the weary old monk
To then decline both...
And marvelling how his feet
Ignore imponderables.
Heads or tails, either which ways,
options will present themselves
and we’ll go through the motions,
vibrant and blissful.
Mike The Monk had a habit,
He liked to eat fresh oysters.
He'd buy a dozen to take away,
And swallow them in the cloisters.
sublime inner peace
sitting beside a babbling brook ~
a monk meditates
Date written: 01/21/2023
Eadfrith ws an English monk
into the Gospels his artistic talent was sunk
Full of abstract coils&knots
the Word itself is never lost
Lorenzo a monk from Sienna in Monaco
painted predella panels 'to go '
Highly gifted& poetic
mauscripts another of his 'party' tricks
Enter
Stillness
Rest in
Silence
Playful
Parlance
Vibrant
Joy dance
Carefree
Monk stance
19-December-2020
Silently
The monk stood watching
From the path
As I passed
I noticed it had no face…
Trembling, I ran home
For Kim’s Shadorma contest
Thelonius Monk
we must credit with the first ever Tomahawk Dunk
in between riffs
he was in no way discouraged by his occasional whiffs.
a castle of calm
Monk sits straight spine eyes at rest
shadow of god falls
sensory delight
captivates our attention
negating the light of Self
be this as it may
as a nonchalant witness
we are free within the dream
If intent be pure,
outcomes as may be any,
oh hermit, all’s forgiven.
Nonjudgmental eye
observes waves in the ocean,
according no preference.
monk on a horse
dismounted
to feel Mother Earth
monk took a bow
before mounting his horse
recognising God within it’s form
24-December-2022
shaolin monk
entering
the
dragon
temple of faith
delicately
walking
upon
the
sacred
rice paper floor
and
seeking wisdom
only
through
faith
A candle flame fluttered and vanished
For, it wished not to be tarnished.
Said, "Ye monk, in mind your deeds black,
Character is what a man does dark!"
Form:
The Buddhist monk
Following dental examination
Refused an injection
For his required dental extrication
Instead he chose to
Transcend dental medication
Form:
A jazz loving beagle in Fairfax
digs Dizzy and Miles to the max
But it’s now hip-hop and punk
No more groovin’ to Monk
He visits neighbors just to relax
In the abbey lived Friar McFunk,
Who pounded piano while drunk,
But to pay for his rye,
Was caught robbing the tythe,
Now they call him Felonious Monk.
onset of angst is noticed by soul’s eye
it should not be there yet it is
ripples surface and we feel our heart sigh
we dissolve delusion in love’s bliss fizz
There once was a monk named Cur Plunk
Who frequently strayed from his bunk
He claimed he was drunk
And stunk like a skunk
'til his hunk of a trunk had shrunk
Thelonious by name, jazz by fame
Monk, a unique signature, unique name
One of a kind
Fingers undefined
Travel the keyboard with ease defined
who wouldn't
want to be
Dr. Doolittle
doing nothing
or very little
become
a Franciscan monk
wave to a ganso
as she with every
wing beat says
goodbye
Form:
dwelling within us, God takes a selfie
oh weary monk, what’s the image He sees
reflect awhile in the cave of our heart
thus feeling not thinking, choose to unfreeze
Mayo the rabbit has a very strange habit,
but he isn’t a monk or a nun.
He spreads out on ham, lettuce, cheese, bacon, spam
that’s been sliced up and placed in a bun.