An Italian poet

La pioggia stilla The rain drips|trickles … La pioggia scivola The rain slides|glides … La pioggia cade lieve The rain falls softly …. La pioggia sussurra The rain whispers … La pioggia sussurra alla finestra The rain whispers at the window Ahhhhh Vivi nella bellezza Live in beauty … I’m learning Italian. My mind is […]

The callus

There is a callus That develops In the middle of the chest In children as we are hurt The greater it spreads By the time we arrive in adulthood It is difficult to breathe Think Speak Through anything but hard scar tissue. So there is a need to take a scalpel and slowly start to […]

Incense Sticks

Incense sticksLit and burningShedding ashOfferings to the GodsUntil our sticks are burnt And we are gone.. I used to hate incense – as recently as last month I hated incense – now I’m addicted to the stuff. The smell hasn’t changed, although now I open up my entire house and the scented smoke disperses so […]

Malleable

We are all capable of self destructing Allowing the dark To usurp the light that burns within A single thought leading to another And another The perpetual dripping tap Releases from above Gravity grasping as it falls toward the ground Absorbing sound But there is a moment before the splash is heard In that moment […]

Who sits?

In meditation We learn compassion Patience We learn to sit Commit No matter what thoughts cross our mind Back and forth Jumping in We let them do what thinking is Because that is the brain and how it acts Nobody would tell a heart to stop beating So we can’t stop thinking thoughts Only We […]

The long conversation

When you’re quiet And you’ve done the work Your mind is at rest You’re focused And there is someone in the room Just making aimless conversation If you tune in Whilst still remaining quiet It is annoying And you realise So much of what we say and converse about With some people Strangers usually or […]