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Haiku: your pet peeve and other musings about Buddhism

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#41

To @Subharo’s poem

In my heart I vote,
The button I press?
Equanimity

P.S.
I Am rebel poet.
Syllables I count not,
but the meter feels approximately right so there you go.


#42

Rooted! Nice little bit of Aussie slang in there Ajahn :+1:


#44

Compose a haiku?
My pet peeve about Buddhism?
Hold my beer, buddy.


#45

Rebirth doesn’t mean
I remember my past lives
But it still is true


#46

Audio file please :smile:


#47

Plain speech hard to find
Obfuscation everywhere
Dhamma in silence


#48

Here we are again
Another time, other place
Can you see the way?


#49

@Mkoll Love it!


#50

Fleeting brightness
wind
emptiness


#51

“I am” Abated
Dark Destroyed, Light Created
Delusion Faded

(Not a pet peeve, just a Buddhist themed rhyming haiku)

:lotus:


#52

dough-nut


#53

Can’t resist this opportunity to post a sort of off topic zen haiku for which you are my only audience.

This describes my SRS:

_Doctor wields scalpel _

Blessed with precision and grace,

Once was yang, Now yin


#54

Like so many chooks in the chook house

One cackles they all cackle…


#55

Between “is” and “not”.
How can such a between be?
One plus zero’s one.


#56

Neither the coming,
nor the going of dharmas.
My ice cream is gone.


#57

instagram puppies
metta
unbounded, immeasurable

cheeto dusted twit
Mara mic drop


#58

now that is edgy haiku, writing for Mara.

:slight_smile: I remember reading about C.S. Lewis and (as i recall) why he had difficulty writing his very popular Screwtape Letters series. :slight_smile: Protect your mind, if you notice any vulnerability.

… loved the “mic drop”.


#59

Cheeto dusted hands…
Monastics eat of dana;
dusty; non clinging!

From bowls to the mouths
Let us grind not in our eyes
or into “Internet”.

Thus, orange goodness
In robes, in cheeto snacks;
Good intentions Rule.


#60

"doughnut"
cycle of emptiness,
encircling emptiness…
“oh it’s a beagle!”


#61

Oh poop, I just found myself counting ‘likes’. Humble apologies. I am ready for my lashing. :confounded::grimacing::cold_sweat::flushed::crazy_face: