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Theravada Haiku
-Paul Sexton
There is suffering.
Selfish desire is the cause.
A path does exist.
The path is eightfold.
Each aspect must be practiced,
for one to awake.
Craving is a hole,
nothing of this world can fill.
This we must accept.
Morality is
respect for all living beings.
To cause them no harm.
I am not my thoughts.
They pass by like speeding trains.
My thoughts are not me.
The mind proceeds all.
Good thought proceed good action,
as bad follows bad.
We observe our thoughts,
discovering volition,
so Kamma can change.
a few more
Paul
OLD POET
I read poetry.
Crowds of people sat enthralled.
My son laughs at me.
BABY
He falls on his ass.
Baby Powder fills the air.
Laughing at himself.
FEATURE
Newspaper stares at me.
Conspicuous absence of me
almost void of self.
CYCLE
I find myself here.
Knowing where I've been before
but here none the less.
ANGER ARISING
People raise voices.
We stand with insides revealed.
a bad day to die.
INSIDE
CO-workers see me
sanity escapes my grasp
the days end grows near.
Rain Haiku
Water from a roof
completely reconfigures
the soft earth below.
Time seems to stand still
around a dog in the rain,
until he moves on.
Cars in the distance
can be heard as they approach,
splashing on moist streets.
A tree all but dead
appears almost born again
when sky, opens wide
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