Category: Poetry

Honestly, I never liked March. I call it the Un-Season. The trees are bare. Branches are scattered about, thanks to windy, chilly days. It even can snow in March, albeit the next day it warms up fast. Then carpets soil from yucky, muddy boots and whatever else the cat brings in. The TV plays reruns. 

But wait.  I look around. How many shades of grey and brown are there actually? There is beauty in the muted colors – even in the mud.  There is more daylight and the promise of Spring is in the breeze. 

So let me write this poem…

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National Poetry Month is celebrated every April. This year I took time
to engage in reading a variety of poems. I was so moved by their
subtle beauty, honesty, and symbolism. Just a few phases
could evoke so much joy or sadness, insight, remorse or comfort.

I attended a meditation conference in April and I felt inspired to
express my own feelings in ink and so I wrote the following haikus.

 

 

 

 

 

Daffodils grin to
greet the rosy dawn, the fat
cat sleeps in the sun.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Glimpsing emptiness
on path to timeless zen, is
enough this Spring day.

 

 

 

 

 

Il Won hall sit to
cultivate awareness seeds
dharma flower mind.