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secondhanddreampoet
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since 2006-11-07
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0 posted 2014-03-16 02:44 PM


laughing at the
cold and shadows___
one moon-hare

unlike the mountains
   and trees
the rootless cannot
    stand


Winter morning
   calm
frozen smoke
in a grey sky


where the sky
meets the ocean___
a towering void


the full moon
is my lantern
hung on the
highest peak.
the wilderness
my teacher
none other
needed


fill your cup
to the brim
with Truth,
Love, and
compassion___
‘Life’ is passing


there is no greater
    peace
than a moonlit
    Winter forest


by this moon-filled
    window___
only thoughts and
dreams of love
are timeless
  

Amid life’s labyrinth
past and future are
    mere illusions___
only the ‘now’
    holds Zen


here in the wilderness
answers are simple
only the questions
    are difficult___
why bother the world


There is no true separation___
only the connections and
   harmony of oneness


Cosmos, Earth, ocean,
snowflakes, and air___
Which is more real?


one and sixty years
I've hung in the sky
   with stars
moon as my lantern


Hung on the eternal cusp
of all the great questions___
What is ‘Time,’
can a woman’s
love truly last,
am I even ‘real’


To hold your fine heart___
I have only humble
words  of a poet


                    --- b. e. adams (3/16/2014)

[This message has been edited by secondhanddreampoet (03-16-2014 07:17 PM).]

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JerryPat2
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since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975
South Louisiana
1 posted 2014-03-16 03:03 PM


Quite a bit of reverie, Bruce. As you do most, if not all of the time, the setting for your latest effort is the mountains wherein you abide. This touched me exactly where it was needed . . .
quote:
the full moon
is my lantern
hung on the
highest peak
the wilderness
my teacher
none other
needed

The words of those lines make a very bold and needed statement. If the reader needed more revelations to understand you, maybe this would help . . .
quote:
here in the wilderness
answers are simple
only the questions
    are difficult___
why bother the world


~*~ Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.--James Joyce ~*~

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere
2 posted 2014-03-17 07:13 AM


I thought this was the most revealing of all your poems Bruce.  You put yourself completely inn all your poems but this one is different.maybe it shows us more of how you came to believe the things that make you the special you you are. Thank you for sharing.

Lori

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