Haiku U: 18 dragonflies over a lotus pond
© Copyright 2009 Timothy J Malone
Out of a VisionQuest in the Desert come these patterns: Oct. 2008 near Moapa Indian Reservation, Valley of the Fire, NV
Beyond the call to
“Taste” lies voice to go deeper:
Listen, red rock speaks.
Golden Eagles fly
wide circles over (ponderosa) gnarled pines /tops;
one sound, wind through wings.
no sound, (but the) wind //shifts.
Flecks of gold dancing !
Ah, Dragonfly wings -- reflecting
The(Hot) desert sun.
“Return from harrowing trip month in Asia” Haikus:
Two from the shores of the great River Phra, Bangkok, Nov. and December 2008:
Watching the Lotus
I noticed truth: Bees stay and drink
from flower to live.
[ from flower//drink from its source//sup from its center .//bees know to drink there]
Over Wat Po’s pond
Butterfly lands, wing expands
Unfolds,
majesty.
Into the dark I
Sank, noise of another life
heard: Not your home now.
Middle of night, awake -
To emptiness, silence –
Resist
filling
space.
Unfolding life
Taking a different form;
What it is, don’t know
Yet.
Still on sabbatical
Forget not: this time of spac-
-iousness feeds,
soul.
Haiku from a hermitage deep: February 2009
Spirit weaving the
Next forms; my task – to simply
Stay out of the way!
So Quiet inside;
This new place, space, pace – is yours;
Welcome home, at last!
Liquid Lava: Energy
flows – or It does not,
blocked; Love is the Same.
In the sanctuary
Kept sacred, the silence,
Zen steward, Monk’s cell.
Drink morning still-
ness – heart flutters – gentle me;
“no thing, we have to do.”
After storms, inner and outer (from February hail to stomach flu wail):
A storm settles in;
Wracks siding and sinew, sweeps
Out ... winter, purging.
Silence: no words echo
here For hours.
Heart rests in still ness/ point.
Transitions: from what
I’ve known -- a tunnel -- to new
Pastures, green and gold.
“Take care of me, dear”
Speaks body. In sickness lies
Opportunity.
© Copyright 2009 Timothy J Malone
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