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Haiku: your pet peeve and other musings about Buddhism

Jhana Wars

Tossed about, battered
In roiling seas of passion
On Occasions calm

Brief moments of ease
Sacrificed on ego’s altar
Just more fuel for storms

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The five become ten
Don’t doubt what is within you,
that’s a hindrance too.

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Tea Meditation

Sitting, drinking tea …
Thinking agitates the mind,
silence is blissful.

Sitting, drinking tea …
Passions are waves of the mind,
stilling is peaceful.

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Fleeing home, possessed
Nice to be back, sipping tea
Feel oneself again

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Plastic chandeliers
Also toss rainbows across
An empty sala

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Buddha

Blessed with noble birth
in ancient Jambudipa,
awakened to Truth.

Such gave up craving,
walked at peace in Samsara
with a clear mind.

Without remainder
He passed away in Sal grove,
surrounded by friends.

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Born again.
Lacking a monastery this time.
Monks still complain.

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Fall down seven times
Get up eight, you never learn
So you fall down eighth

Each time you fall down
Grow in knowledge, little mind
Stay up on the ninth

Ten thousand mile road
Your Staff of faith well in hand
Walk the path dear mind

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Spiritual friends
help each other unburden,
walk lightly the path.

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Cold.
The ice is hot, the snow is warm.
There she waits, with cold blankets.
Whistling.
Wake up cold, blue lotuses bloom.
Skin cracks and blisters.
Help me.

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The monastery
The Ariya lived here once.
Noble meditators, find the footsteps on the lotus path.
Now only argument stays.

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Dharma Fracking.
The men came in suits.
Crying Bhantes escorted out by smiling CEOS.
We were sold our dharma disfigured.

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The Worthy Ones

Best friends to the World,
freed from conceit and contempt,
they helped people grow.

Not in the numbers,
or greed, hate and delusions,
but in true freedom.

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After one long year
now Delta Covid lockdown…
wearisome bug.

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I am that, maybe,
No self, no soul or not self,
Or nothing at all.

Those who speak don’t know,
Those who know can’t speak the Truth;
We wonder in search.

Three things are true:
Death, impermanence, taxes.
I don’t know the rest.

Under the willow
Tree I think. I am the one
Who doesn’t know.

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Seeing mind thinking,
many thoughts come and go, but
who is one who knows?

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2 posts were merged into an existing topic: Original Dhamma Poems

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Haikus are words 5
Followed by line of 7
Be done then with 5

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Sangha

Two-winged bird flies free,
one sangha monastic & lay
led by the Dhamma.

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