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Edinburgh Eden

       Edinburgh Eden The day lily blooms, But bluebells long ago, how, How to forget them? ~ Phillip Whidden Day lilies bloom, but bluebells long ago Are what the man relives.  The lilies die The same day that they open.  Petals grow Their orangeness, their...

“Zen” * and Ichinyo (如) Aikiya

“Zen” * and Ichinyo (如) Aikiya The brief and long are similar — the same, Says Buddha.  Bonsai in its little dish And Peony in vase have both one aim. This goal is much, much more than just a wish. Both items are the same, Gautama says. He knows the blossom has been...

Curve, Raggedness, and Tininess Squared

Curve, Raggedness, and Tininess Squared Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The thusness of the mushroom is increased By one orange leaf which falls upon it, so, An autumn colored cloth a Druid priest...

Oxymoron

         Oxymoron The mystery of a circle makes not quite A mystery.  Circles are a perfect shape And with ideals, so like the Phoenix’ flight, Renewals endlessly, the mind must gape. Since circles are, each one, a flawless line, The only way that they can be the nth...

“All Too Short a Date”: A Sonnet Sequence about Peonies

“All Too Short a Date”: A Sonnet Sequence about Peonies Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem 1  Peonies, Agamemnon, and the Iliad The peonies hold on in night-time dark. They fade and slacken...

Fathoms of Purple

     Fathoms of Purple Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The master poet Comes out from the deep purple, The evening glory. ~ Chora The depth of purple comes in many modes. It comes in purple plush for...

Phases Fading

         Phases Fading Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The passing rain is Drying on the day-glory Which will die tonight. ~ Shiki The rain takes little care while dropping on The blossoms of the...

January Daffodils

          January Daffodils The daffodils are shouting up above Midwinter snow.  They shout Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! HA! And Happy! Happy! HAPPY! All in love With yelling yellow, filling snow with awe Of promises of spring, blooms feel quite smug That they have sprung up there...