Tag Archives: Zen poetry

Ink therapy

It’s dark morning.

The time for rhyme therapy; my clarity

Climb out of disparity; hearing me

Write these words; observe purpose

Present moment is the service

Back again with a digital saturated pen

Micro ink blot.

Thank you my friend.

The universe grants me another day

Thankful and it’s never in vain

I’m finding peace here in the winters air

Northwest blessed

I’m feeling fresh and clear

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Dark mornings

In the morning I play with words

Await the birds song

When sunrise comes along

The arrival of love I long

They nest as I rest as well

Buddhist bell singing bowl

Universe please bring me more

Days like this; I await my bliss

Kiss the Moon Stars and Sky

To this midnight I thank

N say my goodbye