Monday, August 04, 2003

Ozymandius Returns

by Genki   元気

Almighty!
All, mighty

Coming together?
Understand?

Ozymandius looks
to find a land of despair
and few who know of him

He sees confusion
A people for whom confusion
Is largely unrecognized.

How strange this community!
Whose works are barter
Where (why?) teachers are forgotten

Extent seldom exercised
By the power elite

Depths past plumbed ? plumed
Both antipodes and voyage
As if nothing
Kings and empires
As if nothing

But a few awaken
Now and again

Some of yet these,
Recognizing The Way
Slide
Within
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Foolishness
Confusion
Lack

Ahhh again (?)

Not for Ozymandius
King of Kings
Who has hobnobbed with the Mighty

Yas – responses in many languages
Houahh – the belly tightens
Smile – most approach simply
Welcoming a Fellow
Appreciating The Craft

The little mighty responded
and felt blighted
mites
small folk
who listen regularly
to hucksters and interpreters of misery

Pitiful people
Yet though misguided
Within striking distance
Of the achievements of
Predecessors
From our animal kingdom

Who can guide them?
Rabindranath Tagore
A Cape Cod Hawaiian
  with roots in Maine
  Japan,   Oxford
  Stockholm
  Scots Chinee
  Rooted yet in nothing
"A Pattern Language"
Aldous, Oshen, old Nat King Cole
Clay Ali before they spiked him
Hail Vivekananda!
Not just a traveler from an antique land
but one who speaks of vivaciousness
(no shattered contempt - ridiculous)
Prepare and listen well; many have been besmirched.

Don't become terrified
And die.
Rather breathe
Breathe deeply
Yet again

Greet neighbors!
Find signposts
Look!
Observation
Breathing
Art simple if purer
The colour orange
= = = being alone & active; interpreting
Allow your self to think
Ignoring your 'me'
One day, given efforts
The Path becomes clearer

When you
Add your efforts
To we who precede
As have I
Ozymandius
King of Kings

Then you sleep well and deeply !

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Yarmouth, Cape Cod


Sunday, June 30, 2002

RIP Jim

=== RIP Jim ===
  by Genki   元気


An hour or a few minutes

My day is disturbed
By a telephone call.

It seems a waste of time-
small talk.
Why not conveniently email
Or write a letter?

Our mutual antics
Lively
Your many adventures
Rich, funny, concerned & observant

Today's call
Was my friend's brother
A nice introduction, but then:
"I have bad news..."

I imagined the gist
before it was said.
Yet such a lurking threat
we never spoke about.

My friend would have laughed
and snorted.

Personal destruction, beyond mention,
extinguishes further discourse.


Sunday, February 25, 2001

Stretch !

Bodily stretching is vital, and a good clean place is needed - construct stages on which to workout and to relax. If an hour can be spared to stretch one's backbone it is an hour well spent. If more time probably mo bettah.

Mental exercise is even more important: not doing figures and cyphers but reaching out to new patterns and approaches. That is not easy - and it requires putting oneself into unfamiliar and stressful situations. This is not a call to enter dangerous situations, seek simply to gain exposure to those patterns or surroundings unfamiliar.

And what are the things that cause stress:

  • the unknown itself
  • physical injury or bodily harm
  • loneliness
  • social censure
Curiosity & Discovery are twin engines to personal development.

Copenhagen, Denmark

Wednesday, April 06, 1994

Ayear as a Poet

Howdi
  by Genki   元気

Faces on the TV
Figure on the Cross
Marketing a necktie
For showing to the boss.

Sleep comes very quickly
I spend much time away
I find myself, I'm sitting cocked
Just now is Judgement Day

This poem ain't got "deep meaning"
It shouldn't win a prize
First Testament to Life & Death
Reflections - What is Wise?

The family may be active
The children may be glum
We each approach a different world
the trite the bright the scum

I like the glare of sunlight
Interspaced with birds.
I like the sound of sitting still
Just breathing     without words...

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Oxford, England

Saturday, November 16, 1991

Here? Hear?

The eye ignores its socket
Eyeglasses on use become forgotten

Windows to the outside world
Are noticed when removed
And fresh air blasts in.

Double-glazing
Filters on life
Windows on awareness

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Oxford, England