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<a name="#top">Table of Contents</a>
<a href="#one"> Tanka U </a>
<a href="#two"> Enlightenment </a>
<a href="#three"> Ode to a Blackspot </a>
<a href="#four"> Untitled </a>
<a href="#five"> Lake Watch </a>
<a href="#six"> Tarry a while, so fair thou art. </a>
<a href="#seven"> Enlightenment (revisited)</a>
<a href="#eight"> A Moment Mourned </a>
<a href="#nine"> Focus </a>
<a href="#ten"> March, at last </a>
<a href="#eleven"> Objects in Time/space </a>
<a href="#twelve"> Neerg </a>
<a href="#thirteen"> Eulb </a>
<a href="#fourteen"> Seasons </a>
<a href="#fifteen"> Dammam/10/6/93 </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... ixteen">[b] Jaisalmer/India [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... enteen">[b] Childhood, long ago [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... ghteen">[b] Desert Queen/India [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... neteen">[b] Camel ride [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... twenty">[b] Lima/Peru [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty one"> Urybamba </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty two"> Machu Picchu </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty three"> Autumn in Arabia </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty four"> Green Queen </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty five"> contentment</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty six"> Ode to a moment </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty seven"> Little Joe Poet </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty eight"> Facts of little interest </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty nine"> winding the wind </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... thirty">[b] ancient wisdom [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty one"> religion </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty two"> A Fable of Cosmology </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty three"> the tree of life </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty four"> first nations </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty five"> Lakesong </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty six"> A song to First Nations </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty seven"> Shadowfall </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty eight"> a hard rain </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty nine"> Sestina a la Chat </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... #forty">[b] Five by Five [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty one"> Stray Dog </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty two"> to a cat </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty three"> Al-Amal </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty four"> Answer in 7/6 Time </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty five"> Butterflies </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty six"> Thoughs in a crowd, on a hot day. </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty seven"> We won! We won! </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty eight"> A Sonnet* for George W. </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty nine"> Random thoughts of an old man </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... #fifty">[b] Safari Hunter [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty one"> grandm' </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty two"> Walking in Winter </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty three"> A walk in my garden </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty four"> Endings </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty five"> A Modest Eschatology </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty six"> Questions </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty seven"> Epistemologically, one more than eight </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty eight"> James Paul Donahue, Jr. (1915-1966) </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty nine"> The Gaedhil and the Gaill* </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... #sixty">[b] **The Battle of the Quicken Trees** [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#sixty one"> Not Today* </a>
___________________
<a name="#one"> Tanka U </a>
For the sky so blue
A lilac bloom in springtime
Floating yellow butterfly,
Warm summer lake to swim in,
The pure white of a snowflake.
<a href="#top">Back to Index </a>
<a name="#top">Table of Contents</a>
<a href="#one"> Tanka U </a>
<a href="#two"> Enlightenment </a>
<a href="#three"> Ode to a Blackspot </a>
<a href="#four"> Untitled </a>
<a href="#five"> Lake Watch </a>
<a href="#six"> Tarry a while, so fair thou art. </a>
<a href="#seven"> Enlightenment (revisited)</a>
<a href="#eight"> A Moment Mourned </a>
<a href="#nine"> Focus </a>
<a href="#ten"> March, at last </a>
<a href="#eleven"> Objects in Time/space </a>
<a href="#twelve"> Neerg </a>
<a href="#thirteen"> Eulb </a>
<a href="#fourteen"> Seasons </a>
<a href="#fifteen"> Dammam/10/6/93 </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... ixteen">[b] Jaisalmer/India [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... enteen">[b] Childhood, long ago [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... ghteen">[b] Desert Queen/India [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... neteen">[b] Camel ride [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... twenty">[b] Lima/Peru [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty one"> Urybamba </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty two"> Machu Picchu </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty three"> Autumn in Arabia </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty four"> Green Queen </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty five"> contentment</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty six"> Ode to a moment </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty seven"> Little Joe Poet </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty eight"> Facts of little interest </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =15#twenty nine"> winding the wind </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... thirty">[b] ancient wisdom [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty one"> religion </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty two"> A Fable of Cosmology </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty three"> the tree of life </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty four"> first nations </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty five"> Lakesong </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty six"> A song to First Nations </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty seven"> Shadowfall </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty eight"> a hard rain </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... =30#thirty nine"> Sestina a la Chat </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... #forty">[b] Five by Five [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty one"> Stray Dog </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty two"> to a cat </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty three"> Al-Amal </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty four"> Answer in 7/6 Time </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty five"> Butterflies </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty six"> Thoughs in a crowd, on a hot day. </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty seven"> We won! We won! </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty eight"> A Sonnet* for George W. </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#forty nine"> Random thoughts of an old man </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... #fifty">[b] Safari Hunter [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty one"> grandm' </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty two"> Walking in Winter </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty three"> A walk in my garden </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty four"> Endings </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty five"> A Modest Eschatology </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty six"> Questions </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty seven"> Epistemologically, one more than eight </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty eight"> James Paul Donahue, Jr. (1915-1966) </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#fifty nine"> The Gaedhil and the Gaill* </a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... #sixty">[b] **The Battle of the Quicken Trees** [/b]</a>
<a href="http://www.poetrypages.com/phpBB2/viewt ... t=30#sixty one"> Not Today* </a>
___________________
<a name="#one"> Tanka U </a>
For the sky so blue
A lilac bloom in springtime
Floating yellow butterfly,
Warm summer lake to swim in,
The pure white of a snowflake.
<a href="#top">Back to Index </a>
Enlightenment
<a name="#two"> Enlightenment </a>
Listen to my stanza:
He who is enlightened, abides in the "Sudden "school,
he who is not, supports the gradual school.
enlightenment changes nothing.
illusion endures.
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Listen to my stanza:
He who is enlightened, abides in the "Sudden "school,
he who is not, supports the gradual school.
enlightenment changes nothing.
illusion endures.
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Ode to a blackspot
<a name="#three"> Ode to a Blackspot </a>
Today I noticed a black spot
On my toe.
It was like no other before,
And brought me to a new low.
Jaded in old wisdom
And comfortable being
Mortality was of little worry
Until the end of the weaving.
Do I value life more
Or dread death more today?
How can one assess this?
There is so much to weight.
Dark whispers of knowledge..
“Looks like melanoma”.
Calm flies to distinct lands
When faced with carcinoma.
Where is serenity?
When faced with stark reality?
False as a prostitutes passion
Or last years fall fashion.
I await diagnosis
With more than apprehension
For this little necrosis.
Perhaps an invention?
<a href="#top">Back to Index </a>
Today I noticed a black spot
On my toe.
It was like no other before,
And brought me to a new low.
Jaded in old wisdom
And comfortable being
Mortality was of little worry
Until the end of the weaving.
Do I value life more
Or dread death more today?
How can one assess this?
There is so much to weight.
Dark whispers of knowledge..
“Looks like melanoma”.
Calm flies to distinct lands
When faced with carcinoma.
Where is serenity?
When faced with stark reality?
False as a prostitutes passion
Or last years fall fashion.
I await diagnosis
With more than apprehension
For this little necrosis.
Perhaps an invention?
<a href="#top">Back to Index </a>
Lake watch
<a name="#five"> Lake Watch </a>
Drowning in leaf green
Mist invades from summer lake.
Blackberry winter!
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Drowning in leaf green
Mist invades from summer lake.
Blackberry winter!
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Tarry a while, so fair thou art.
<a name="#six"> Tarry a while, so fair thou art. </a>
Stop!
Full stop.
Stopping here?
Stage notes: watch Danny Kayes’ movie in which he does punctuation with sound. Use his sound for all punctuation. In addition, on the first line, hold up one finger…the second, two….and the last three. End with a Kaye elaborate bow so that all will know that the end has come.
<a href="#top">Back to Index </a>
Stop!
Full stop.
Stopping here?
Stage notes: watch Danny Kayes’ movie in which he does punctuation with sound. Use his sound for all punctuation. In addition, on the first line, hold up one finger…the second, two….and the last three. End with a Kaye elaborate bow so that all will know that the end has come.
<a href="#top">Back to Index </a>
Enlightenment revisited
<a name="#seven"> Enlightenment (revisited)</a>
I move always forward on the stream of time,
Only in my mind can I go upstream.
Mind and brain are yoked as slaves together
In birth and death they agree to mortality.
Thinking, you see, time is naught but movement
And even then, a master of illusion.
The only value of enlightenment
Is to see time , naked, without clothing.
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I move always forward on the stream of time,
Only in my mind can I go upstream.
Mind and brain are yoked as slaves together
In birth and death they agree to mortality.
Thinking, you see, time is naught but movement
And even then, a master of illusion.
The only value of enlightenment
Is to see time , naked, without clothing.
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A moment mourned
<a name="#eight"> A Moment Mourned </a>
In sun and shade a fat bumblebee seeks.
Sweet grasses and crushed flowers scent the air.
Freezing snow retreats to far distant peaks.
White flees from colors of red and blue rare.
I think of a moment lost in my past,
An enlightenment from insight or disorder.
Brilliant clean light, timeless peace gone too fast.
It is the cold white “now” of all order.
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In sun and shade a fat bumblebee seeks.
Sweet grasses and crushed flowers scent the air.
Freezing snow retreats to far distant peaks.
White flees from colors of red and blue rare.
I think of a moment lost in my past,
An enlightenment from insight or disorder.
Brilliant clean light, timeless peace gone too fast.
It is the cold white “now” of all order.
<a href="#top">Back to Index </a>
Focus
<a name="#nine"> Focus </a>
Allusion leads to confused wisdom and delusion,
leaves the mind confined blind in life intertwined.
Brushing aside the world of illusion,
The dark corridor is left behind
standing there at the open door
Freedom demands lost of self.
Let binding thoughts release.
Now, center yourself.
Meditate in peace.
Seek the numbing,
Blinding white
nothing.
Light!
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Allusion leads to confused wisdom and delusion,
leaves the mind confined blind in life intertwined.
Brushing aside the world of illusion,
The dark corridor is left behind
standing there at the open door
Freedom demands lost of self.
Let binding thoughts release.
Now, center yourself.
Meditate in peace.
Seek the numbing,
Blinding white
nothing.
Light!
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March, at last
<a name="#ten"> March, at last </a>
echoes of sky
with golden throats.
Early crocus!
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echoes of sky
with golden throats.
Early crocus!
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Objects in Time/space
<a name="#eleven"> Objects in Time/space </a>
An old man reflects upon his childhood…
Some few favored things have endured his life.
He holds a gaudy Japan vase with care
That he can still see through his boyish sight.
A three-legged iron kettle hangs in display
That once his father used for popping corn,
And his great-grandmother used for farms’ supper.
Its’ value lost in time and in memory.
Vase, pot, some photos, and scraps of paper,
More value perhaps than his dead body-
And certainly easier to remove!
He places them back on the shelf….”later”.
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An old man reflects upon his childhood…
Some few favored things have endured his life.
He holds a gaudy Japan vase with care
That he can still see through his boyish sight.
A three-legged iron kettle hangs in display
That once his father used for popping corn,
And his great-grandmother used for farms’ supper.
Its’ value lost in time and in memory.
Vase, pot, some photos, and scraps of paper,
More value perhaps than his dead body-
And certainly easier to remove!
He places them back on the shelf….”later”.
<a href="#top">Back to Index </a>
Neerg
<a name="#twelve"> Neerg </a>
There is no caffeine in Eugene’s chow mein
Although Maureen uses nineteen field beans.
Pauline and Charline are outside Maxine’s,
Unseen and unclean they are between routines.
My name is Christine Kathleen McQueen!
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There is no caffeine in Eugene’s chow mein
Although Maureen uses nineteen field beans.
Pauline and Charline are outside Maxine’s,
Unseen and unclean they are between routines.
My name is Christine Kathleen McQueen!
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Eulb
<a name="#thirteen"> Eulb </a>
Do you construe a brake shoe to be a canoe?
Have you shampoo that subdues kung fu?
Add to a thank you tattoo if untrue.
Adieu to much ado, and you anew!
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Do you construe a brake shoe to be a canoe?
Have you shampoo that subdues kung fu?
Add to a thank you tattoo if untrue.
Adieu to much ado, and you anew!
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Seasons
<a name="#fourteen"> Seasons </a>
Pleasure in spring is birth and creation,
When a child sees playful rivers for boats.
Things are new and clean, cause for elation.
Rejoice in a riot of bloom and fun!
Pleasure in summer is work and playtime.
The lessons are learned and the tasks begun.
Warmth, sometimes too hot, but movement is fine
For baseball, tennis, or just running!
Pleasure in autumn is thoughtful and plain,
Gather the fruits of your work and give thanks!
The weather is less kind and I feel rain.
Chairs seem more kind now and the days too full.
Pleasure in winter is sleepy and cold.
The leaves are gone, the insects quiet.
Somehow I have moved into being old.
Still, there is rest and the silent darkness!
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Pleasure in spring is birth and creation,
When a child sees playful rivers for boats.
Things are new and clean, cause for elation.
Rejoice in a riot of bloom and fun!
Pleasure in summer is work and playtime.
The lessons are learned and the tasks begun.
Warmth, sometimes too hot, but movement is fine
For baseball, tennis, or just running!
Pleasure in autumn is thoughtful and plain,
Gather the fruits of your work and give thanks!
The weather is less kind and I feel rain.
Chairs seem more kind now and the days too full.
Pleasure in winter is sleepy and cold.
The leaves are gone, the insects quiet.
Somehow I have moved into being old.
Still, there is rest and the silent darkness!
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Dammam/10/6/93
<a name="#fifteen"> Dammam/10/6/93 </a>
Softly the call opens the day
Laying on the mosque crowned town
Like the smoke of frankincense.
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Softly the call opens the day
Laying on the mosque crowned town
Like the smoke of frankincense.
<a href="#top">Back to Index </a>
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