Category Archives: Poetry

Waking up…

Intent of none

No fixed plans; its a spontaneous one

So I plant my lips on your cheeks

Just. Seeing you smile

Its uh*

Kiss* bliss* eclipse of the eyes

Ridiculous positive vibes

As I’m writing these lines

We apart

But I know that you…

right by my side

Muah*

 

 

 

 

 

Awaiting

Just my imagination

Dancing in your essence

Daydreaming playtime

Inspiration devine

Seductive sentimentally

Love evidentially

Warmth embracing

Kind eyes

Smiling at me

Asking come find me

Truthfully infatuated

In only you

Since the day we met

Intentionally settling

In your arms forever

The permanent analogy of things by images which participate in the life of truth. — Katarina Thorsen

“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.” ― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar What am I trying to convey in my work? Is it of value? Does it matter? I remind myself that it doesn’t, that it CANNOT MATTER how I “fit […]

via The permanent analogy of things by images which participate in the life of truth. — Katarina Thorsen

Survival. – Nina

Survivor….

goodnightnina's avatarGoodnightNina.

How lucky can I be.

I’ve survived all I’ve seen.

How many of these streets.

Nights and memories.

I’ve been paralyzed by thought.

Traps that I was caught.

Bleeding in the streets.

Many lessons I was taught.

I escaped unscathed.

My mind bathes in yesterdays.

All the different ways,

That I chose that I would play.

Cityscape playgrounds, money and indulgence.

Self destructive lust, my control was that of nothing.

How many others… survived the jungle traps.

I hope that you’ve all survived.

The things we grew attached.

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Zen and Meditation. Ancient Poetry

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The Third Zen Patriarch, Janzhi Sengcan, wrote in his poem Xinxin Ming:

 

“The more you talk and think about it, the further astray you wander from the truth. Stop talking and thinking, and there is nothing you will not be able to know. To return to the root is to find the meaning, but to pursue appearances is to miss their source. At the moment of inner enlightenment there is a going beyond appearances and emptiness.”

These words were written almost 1,500 years ago in China.