All Posts Tagged ‘poetry

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Sweet Dove Eggs Haiku

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Sweet Mourning Dove seeds
planted and ready to grow
Afternoon is hopeful

 

 

Mourning Dove Eggs… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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When this photo took itself

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When this photo took itself,
blossoms danced with joy,
pasts, presents, and futures
soundly did not employ

With this movement’s perceiving,
nature was at home,
politicians, priests didn’t matter,
Beauty was alone

 

 

Forest Floor Flowers… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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The Agony of De-feet Haiku

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I need many shoes
for all of these soar old feet.
Off to the shoe store! 

 

 

Millipede friend in our garage… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Scales on a Deceased Moth’s Wing Haiku

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Flying meant a lot
in the open air so free
Soaring meant a lot

 

 

 

Scales on a Moth Wing… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Cup Mushroom Encounter

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like a little there was here
far beyond time and fear
in a little cup up-spill
as all reactions went nil

then a little here is there
like a holding of the purest air
why a lot of hate and crime
need a lot more love and rhyme

 

 

Cup Mushroom in the middle of the woods… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Hidden Profundity Uncurling Haiku… (or the Perceiver is the Perceived)

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“How could so few words
have any profound meaning?”
the Haiku poem reads.

 

 

Uncurling Fern… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Critters Pictures Haiku

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People don’t realize that I
take all my photos without a camera.
Photographic memory, you see.

 

 

[Note:  This is a shot of an Ivory Mystery Snail and some Painted Fire Red Shrimp in one of my aquariums.  I breed both the snails and the shrimp.  It is so cool about how the snails and shrimp get along with each other so well!  The snails often rise up to expose more of their bodies to the shrimp… in order to get groomed and get little parasites or debris taken off by the shrimp.  I’ll have to get a shot of that sometime! ]

Ivory Mystery Snail and Painted Fire Red Shrimp… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Wrinkles in Time Haiku

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If you count those dots
upon my back, like gray wood,
your old head will crack.

 

Six-Spotted Tiger Beetle… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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The Poem of the Turning of the Key

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Once, I was the key and the turning of the key
Once, I was the lock and the unlocking of the lock
Once, I was the door and the opening of the door
Once, I was the light and the seeing of the light

             However, when the light was really seen,
             when the door was really opened,
             when the lock was really unlocked,
             when the key was really found:

There was no “I,” just the turning of the key
There was no “I,” just the unlocking of the lock
No “I” was there, just the opening of the door
No petty “I” was there, just seeing and infinite illumination

 

 

[Note:  This is another close-up of some Lichen on a small Oak branch.  I continue to suspect that the close symbiotic relationship between primitive algae and primitive fungus… such as in Lichen, tended to continue — because of its very advantageous aspects — throughout evolution with the higher evolved trees and mushrooms.  That is why, today, we are discovering that mushrooms and trees (and many other plants) share communication and nutrients with each other underground (even over vast distances).]

Lichen on small Oak branch… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Lichen Lava Haiku

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Lava Flow of Life
beyond growth’s shadow
and time’s ending

 

 

Lava Flow of Lichen… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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The Profundity of Haiku

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The seriousness
of zen-like Haiku: Profound!
Beetle Juice tastes great!

 

 

Beetle Juice main ingredient… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

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That Eternal Visitor

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It came when we weren’t expecting it to come
             beyond the moonlit glow
It came when we weren’t expecting it to come
             beyond the realm of know
It came when we weren’t expecting it to come
             such bliss energy and love
It came when we were not existing separately
             that eternal immeasurability from above

 

 

 

Budding Beginnings… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

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The Root of Fear Haiku

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The shadow of fear
seen as really what is me.
A glimmer of hope!

 

Tiny Wildflower in Woods… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Fear of Spiders Haiku

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A needless disease
is arachnophobia!
Get well soon, please!

 

 

Jumping Spider Time!… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Garden Helpers Haiku

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Gardening is easy.
It’s pollinating that’s hard.
It’s not just the bees!  

 

[Note:  After photographing this Ladybug, one noticed that, while covered in pollen, she was frantically intent on getting on to the next, adjacent flower.  There aren’t many of their aphid insect prey targets around in early spring; eating pollen and helping pollen producers is a wise alternative.]

 

 

Beetle Pollination… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Once we looked at the tiniest little thing

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Once we looked at the tiniest little thing
it looked up with caring innocent eyes
its heart was bigger than what all words mean

Once perception was more than me
looking was deeper than distance and time
living was beyond becoming or be

 

 

Wildflowers with Beetles, deep in the woods … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Emerging Spring Haiku

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Its sweetness unfurling,
Spring beats the flags of nations.
No mindless borders.  

 

 

New Spring Emerging… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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First Photographed Butterfly of Spring Haiku

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First Spring Butterfly
wants to play hide and seek.
Alright then!  I’m in!

 

 

First Encounter… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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ReBlog: of Francis’ poetry. I too dislike politics. This goes far beyond politics. People who turn their back on the environment are not going to hell; rather, they are a very unfortunate manifestation of hell.

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I find that I as time goes by grow weary of politics and all of the dirty tricks that the man in charge who by and large likes to pull because he is a fool a wealthy man in this land a one percenter a climate change hater whose only goal to get others to […]

via Politics — Life and Day to Day things by a Pond Lover

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Sun-baked 1st of May Haiku

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“We need rain today!”
“It’s what the Mayapples say,”
cries the 1st of May.

 

 

Mayapple Plant on Forest Floor… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Sweet Little Things Curled Inside the Big Things

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Sweet little things curled inside the big things
           Sweet love there between all that hate
           Poor rich things craving even more things
           Overeating many things can’t hold their weight

Wonderful lives beyond thought’s old archives
           Lots of breathing without dead cement 
           Lichens dancing, spiders basking
           Mind with nature beyond malcontent

Wiggly wormies, squiggly squirmies
           Magic mysteries, love all and each
           Wandering moments, joyous laughing
           Holding hands though they say we’re out of reach

 

 

 

Lichens Dancing … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

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One Little Raindrop Haiku

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One little raindrop
on wildflower youandme
alltogetherwe

 


 

 

[Early Spring Wildflower deep in the woods… with one sole, little raindrop.]

Early Spring Wildflower Deep in the Woods… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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See what we mean in Spring…

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I’ve hunted with camera in many a spring rain
Seen oodles of pleasure in life… and rivers of pain
Focused on creatures… including the very small
Lived with plants and animals, loving them all

This movement liked to shoot diminutive creatures really up-close
And smiled when a spider’s lens did perfectly expose
Realized that nothing fully conveys life via a digital screen
Words are mere symbolic shadows, if you see what i mean

 

 

Ant on remnant Oak leaf… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Territorial Dispute Haiku

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Not enough room here
on this leaf for both of us.
Guess you have to leave!

 

 

Crane Fly… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

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Once Upon a Twice

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once upon a twice we sang and we cried
until gradual came quickly and the bigshots lied
there until a here was distance shut still
i’ll achieve perfection was perfection going nil

dark until some light we groped then we stared
until illusion died clearly beyond the visually impaired
here until a there was distortion made blind
when much of maligned mankind became carelessly unkind

no until a yes we loved and we hugged
twice a robber robbed himself of wisdom and the thief got mugged
theirs upon a hear as the songs played on
leave delusion in the night and be the light of dawn

 

[Note:   The following is a photo of a 24K Goldenback Shrimp that is one of the three varieties that i keep and breed in aquariums.  A previous posting of mine had Painted Fire Red Shrimp photos in it.  This particular shrimp is a female and she gave birth to most of her young.  However, if you look closely, you can see — behind her hind legs in what is called the skirt region — a few young still being carried in egg sacs.  When the shrimp are born, they are tiny versions of their parents, but only around the size of a comma in a sentence.]

 

24K Goldenback Shrimp (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

24K Goldenback Shrimp (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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This is no Real Spring Haiku

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Here I sit broken
hearted, as I wished for spring
but only farted.

 

[Note:  Photo was taken on 4-9-18 when the weather was much colder.  Now the weather is actually getting to be more spring-like; some wishes do come true!]

Frozen PseudoSpringtime… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Tinge of Spring

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the mightiest miracle that ever was
poured forth as love in endless spring
way beyond unfeeling indifference and hateful ways
far from the fallacies when the coldhearted cling

as ziggy went zaggy while up followed down
as dizzy was dazzy while on-hold with a phone
flowering be beautiful without perfect face
kitelike insects kept ringing wisdom to alone

unknowable joy peace truth radiant bloom
mediocre fight hates minds with delight
you are the light at the apex of noon
holding onto sorrow being blindness loving night

 

 

 

Springtime Tinge (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Springtime Tinge (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Mother Goose Haiku

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Without a compass
the geese fly in perfect form
True north stands wisely

 

 

With Mother Goose… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

 

 

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Changing

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Among the many “here”s
           within the many “there”s
           a confusion quite precisely
           drinking coffee stirred by nows

Within the trodden whiles
           absorbing many styles
           a delusion so pretentiously
           through dirty-window-hows

But then unfathomable why
           no shredded bits of get
           a sunburst of entirety
           a placid joyful yes

Like two white(fluffy) socks
           outside the darkest day
           an immeasurable perpetuity
           Untold poetry’s best

 

 

Shrooms … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Who’s Your Daddy Haiku

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Mr. Daddy-Long-Legs
sweet wise legs quickly outrun
gross shoe hit-and-run

 

Daddy-Long-Legs … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Viva Sweet Spring

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Spring rides the steep entrance
                     beyond cold death’s down
                     She is everywhere growing joyfully

Green groping marvels reaching
                     not muchtheworseforwear
                     Innumerable gladnesses bursting gleefully

Fearless emerging singingly feels
                     far from icecold nothing’s heels
                     Flames of jubilant splendor

 

Spring (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Spring (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Eyes for You Only Haiku

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No Optometrist
needed but can someone help
shave these hairy legs?

 

Phiddipus Jumping Spider… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Froggy

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Fast not last
and ditty dance
circulated bound

Not slow or first
or spongy thirst
or rivulet round

Not here just there
not underwear
resplendent like a clown

Just slippery soggy
not so groggy
a leaping up and down

Hop and jump
splash cur-plunk
a wishy-washy sound

 

 

 

Leopard Frog Ribbit Ribbit (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Leopard Frog Ribbit Ribbit (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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Haiku Beyond Little Miss Muffetism

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One little me there
No prejudice of you here
Rare magical we

Female Wolf Spider on Garage Floor… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Facts and Ants

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[Note:  Some people are changing their ways, using green energy, staying local instead of mindlessly vacationing via terrible fossil fuel aircraft and diesel ships, recycling, being vegetarians, and creating more drastically needed environmental awareness.  However, not enough people, by any means, are changing.  Most mindlessly stick to the bourgeois status quo… needlessly flying in jets all over the place (to relax), using huge cruise ships, and not doing much to help the environment.  All major mass extinctions on earth occurred when CO2 levels exceeded a thousand parts per million (ppm).  Carbon dioxide levels are now changing about 25,000 times faster than in known geologic history; methane, too, is being released at unprecedented rates.  We must do better as a species or the following poem, unfortunately, will hold true.]

 

natural business

no plastics

no foul fossil fumes

not just on and under terra firma

arboreal too

 

six legs

hooded antenna

agile cooperative stealthy curious

will be here long after

the foolish bipedal apes

destroy their world with indifference

and chemicals

 

 

 

 

ant business (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

ant business (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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So many “here”s and so many “there”s

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So many “here”s and so many “there”s
                 scurrying like little ants to their “anywhere”s
So many whens and so many hows
                 rushing to work or driving their plows

This many fingers how old am eye
                 that many soaring jets polluting the sky
Which way is right when all ways are wrong
                 beyond the grip of time need not move along

So many wants and not many whys
                 running for cover telling their lies
So many sorrows and not enough joys
                 too many war rifles making dead boys

This many dollars and not enough love
                 that many looking down but not up above
Which crazy leader as they kiss his hind end
                 damning the environment without earth as a friend

 

 

[Note:  The photographs are of Painted Fire Red Shrimp that i keep as pets and breed.  No, we do not have a name for each individual shrimp; however, you are welcome to try!  🙂  They do not need a heater — liking cold water — and eat very little, having a very low bioload.  They are becoming increasingly more popular as aquarium pets.  I really like them, as they are very interesting, comical, and do not fight amongst each other.  In the lower photograph, many are grouped together in one corner of the aquarium; that is because it is feeding time, and that area is where i feed them twice a day.  Note that some have cleverly discovered that they do not have to share the little sinking, white food pellets as much if they can snatch them off of the bottom and take them up the walls of the Matten Sponge Filter.  I also have (in other aquariums) a couple of other varieties.  One variety is called Snowball Shrimp; the females carry, for over a month, many white eggs (inside of them, that you can see), and they look like pure white snowballs.]

 

 

Painted Fire Red Shrimp (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Painted Fire Red Shrimp (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

 

 

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The River we live on is Flooding! & Update

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Our home is right on the Iroquois River and, currently, the river is rising to a record high.  It is going around 23 feet above normal, and we are due for even more heavy rains.  Flood stage is 16 feet above normal.  The engineers have said that if it rises 8 more inches — which is possible, as it has not crested yet — the cement bridge (that we live adjacent to) could float away.  We are lucky so far, as we are on very high terrain… but the water is getting precariously high and close; neighbors, to the south especially, are lower down; unfortunately, they are getting inundated.  

A little humorous poetry from Art Carney (from the Honeymooners Show many years ago) cheers me up a bit at this dangerous time:

When the tides of life
turn against you,
and the current upsets your boat,
don’t waste tears on what might have been,
just lay on your back and float!

Update (at 8:47PM Central Time, Feb.24th):

Thank you, everyone, for your heartfelt concern, good wishes, and comments.  The river remains very high.  According to charts, it has crested and is supposed to be receding very soon.

Last night, i spent a lot of time getting the container — that our sump pump was in — better situated; plus i drilled a lot of holes into side of the container (higher up towards the top).  Our crawl space was dry — you can’t have basements with living on the river — but there was water in the sump hole about seven inches from the top of the gravel.  Today, we had company coming over (including my mother-in-law… it is mother-in-law’s birthday, she is 93).  However, i noticed a patch of water in one (apparently) low section of the crawl space some distance from where the sump pump is.  Before the company arrived, i was busy frantically digging a trench for the water to flow to where the sump pump was.  I put some PVC piping into the trench by the sump to help with the flow.  It worked!  The crawlspace is mostly bone dry… and the small wet areas have subsided well.

Our elderly neighbor — whom i take the mail to, since she cannot make it to the rural mailbox — said that her son stated that an elderly couple who lives not far from us, by an old iron bridge, was surrounded by water.  They refused to leave.  Their kids (now adults) called 911.  Rescuers used a boat to try to get to them but couldn’t get through due to tons of corn stalks blocking the way.  A man with a better boat was contacted and he managed to get through.  However, the husband refused to leave!   Only his wife evacuated.  The next day, the husband changed his mind and they had to go in again to get him!  Geesh!

My posting for Sunday will still occur.  I schedule my blogs (and usually am about a month ahead).

Thanks again everyone!  (We all need to do way better with the environment!  Weather conditions are going bonkers, worldwide.  When are we going to finally wake up?!  When it is too late?)

 

Flooded River (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Flooded River (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Glas Kristall Garten

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When lucid ways mutate into wing
             in a glass crystal garden
there
             where four legs not six legs cling

Only a short mayfly shimmer of time
             in a lush limpid garden
where
             fragile crystalline things hang and delicately rhyme

If all of the mirrors vases and glasses went crashing
             in a perfect world so wonderfully and glaringly clear
there
             would always be your beaming beauty ever so smashing

 

 

 

Crystal Winged Mayfly (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Crystal Winged Mayfly (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Luminous Tendril of Celestial Wish

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At that place
where there is no i…
just place

In that magic
where 
time doesn’t matter…
so measurelessness

From no beginning
entwined without ending…
just eternity

 

 

 

Luminous Tendril of Celestial Wish (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Luminous Tendril of Celestial Wish (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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Two Different Minds

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When wily mediocrity mingled

           impressing dozens of cadaverous friends

When superficiality stagnated

           content with parts and very dead ends

 

Where innocence’s insight fully flowered

           near caring doubt’s entwining now

With timelessness everlastingly

           not separate from the whole of life somehow

 

 

 

 

Soldier Beetle in Chives (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Soldier Beetle in Chives (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Mushrooming Love

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The magical multiplicity of nature

           needs integrity and care

           not ramshackle mumbo jumbo

           from insipid intellectualism sitting in choice underwear

 

A gustatory dive (without papaya or mangoes)

           of simple mushrooms and assimilated provisions

           can be polished off near a larder and fridge

           without cold emptiness’s voracious decisions

 

Mushrooming love

           There’s plenty of room for more

           not emaciated hate and indifference

           Pass on a plate to feed the poor

 

 

 

 

Mushrooming Love (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Mushrooming Love (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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Purity beyond Corruption

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We twotogether as one

          beyond the red insidious wars

          and wrinkled reasons that send sweet smooth youth to die

We touch sweet nature and are sweet nature

We do not travel on polluting jets or diesel cruise ships to visit and 

          see distant nature

We are softly purely content with what and where we are

          (truly close to nature)

And where we are is together

          purely together beyond hard human hypocrisy and

          adulterating contamination

We twotogether as one

 

 

Twotogether as One (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Twotogether as One (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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At Rainbow’s Edge

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At rainbow’s edge

           deeper than dawn’s iron light

           sweeter than sideswiping dominoes falling

           Silence is

           and distance and measure are nothing

 

Kiss unfolding bloom from the night

           Dark lies forever shattered and tattered

           The smiling fragrance of your while

           purer than sorrow that worries as

           thoughts of tomorrow

 

 

 

Unfolding Roses (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Unfolding Roses (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018 .JPG

 

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Blue

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Blue skies

           quick upon a florid day

Sun swell

           in a sea of shine

Still fate

           frozen beyond nowhere bound

End sorrow

           in a jaunty rhyme

See far

           beyond horrid dream

Love lots

           perennial sunbeam

 

 

 

 

Blue Damselfly Sunbathing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Blue Damselfly Sunbathing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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One littlest why

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One littlest why came up with a how

         and said “You shouldn’t”

         but then a could gleefully said “Sure we can”

Suddenly a reflective tear cheerlessly cried “Please don’t”

         and then cold terror screamed “Oh this is going to be gruesome”

                                                                                           (Snakes are often Ben

Next a placid smile grinned a reassurance

         while impatience glanced again at the clock

Understanding suggested “Prejudice and hate can end… or end us”

         while fear nervously shouted “What will happen to us?”

Separation coldly looked with indifference

         and absorbed habit answered repetitiously

Sequential words swiftly scanned this poem

         as wonder why magically dropped in

                                                                                              eficial and not nearly as dangerous to
the earth’s health as man)

Wisdom transcended unwhole fragmentation

         while ostentatious showed off his clever intellect

 

 

 

Midland Brown Snake (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Midland Brown Snake (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Kind to Nature

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kind to nature

not so many fossil fuels

or be blind

and heartless fossil fools

 

plant trees grow flowers

nature a blessed event

or view the world through brainwashed lies

cover everything with dead cement

 

 

 

Dragonfly poising (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Dragonfly poising (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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The Light of Shine

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[Addendum:   We saw the movie “Wonder” the other day; it was excellent; highly recommended!]

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But here

amongst 

the light of shine

why couldn’t

when arcing was

as shading stared 

even when

something moved

ever so

graciously

amid

perceptions reactions

and you’re

blinking

 

 

Amongst the Light of Shine (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Amongst the Light of Shine (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Serendipity… (when there may be no you mindlessly separate from them)

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One

       pink day

             in a curious

                   we kind of way

                         the camera landed

                               near what insects were focusing on

 

 

 

 

Serendipity (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Serendipity (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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We moved

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We moved and in that moving looked

                     and in that looking many things were seen

and in that seeing labeled things were from the storehouse of memory

We re-cognized from patterns of the past

We saw everything the way we were instructed to see

We looked from (i.e., as) the screen of conditioning

We never looked originally spotlessly wholly 

?Can the yes of awareness be beyond stagnant lies of no

                     as magic beautifully flowers

 

 

 

Depth with superficiality (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Depth with superficiality (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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That Sacredness

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There is an immeasurable energy

       a sacredness that cannot be created or destroyed

       and it is a field beyond thought/thinking

Its essence is an indescribable eternity that is

       beyond words and mere mental patterns

It rarely visits the realm of man

When it visits

      it fills the cup of the mind/body for a while

       and departs as quickly as it arrives

       but leaves some perfume of itself

        that forever affects the mind

Its intrinsic order will not visit a concocted silence

        nor any copied meditation

       nor any secondhand distortion or twisted corruption

It is of an immense intelligence

       beyond fragmented limitation and stagnant beliefs

It is not of the separative fabricated religions and countries

        that divide man

Thinking is always “about” energy

Thinking is never (the actual boundless energy

        with all of its holistic beauty)

Thought/thinking is limited fractional

        and symbolic

 

 

 

 

Lichen near a pond (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Lichen near a pond (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017