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Saturday, April 30, 2016

Thee Unknown (a poem by B. Dean)

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Thee Unknown
there you go again
hurting for a difference
that you can't make
because life
is not YOUR mystery

Friday, April 29, 2016

Accomplishment (a poem by B. Dean)

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Accomplishment
my greatest
accomplishment
is total relaxation

I return to it
again and again

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Crown Chakra (a poem by B. Dean)

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Crown Chakra
not "what will I do
with this energy?"
but "what will this energy
do with what was me?"

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Zen Poem in Need of Word (a poem by B. Dean)

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Zen Poem in Need of Word
_____ is Eternal

deep inside
abundantly residing
expressing, radiating
ferocious and tender
_____ dwells
and dwells
and dwells

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Long Division (a poem by B. Dean)

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Long Division
need someone to be the other
so that you can be yourself?
then you are not big enough

Monday, April 25, 2016

The Ruler (a poem by B. Dean)

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The Ruler
basic goodness rules
like a gentle nothing
that always shows up
just in time
for every moment

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Lost in Thought (a poem by B. Dean)

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Lost in Thought
the two of them
spent their entire lives
managing things
that will never happen

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Quicksilver (a poem by B. Dean)

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Quicksilver
as for what I may know
by the time
I can claim to know it
it's useless

Friday, April 22, 2016

Contemplation Takes the Gold (a poem by B. Dean)

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Contemplation Takes the Gold
do you think it�s possible
that staring at the ceiling
will ever become
an Olympic event?

Thursday, April 21, 2016

Satori Snack (a poem by B. Dean)

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Satori Snack
certainty
is at its
most delicious
when it breaks down
and is consumed
by what is real

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Moment of Growth (a poem by B. Dean)

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Moment of Growth
when I grow up
in this moment
I want to be clear
about where
I come from

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Absolute Loss (a poem by B. Dean)

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Absolute Loss
there's no "I"
to be at an
absolute loss

otherwise
I would be
at an
absolute
loss

Monday, April 18, 2016

Anything Can Happen (a poem by B. Dean)

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Anything Can Happen
I've never seen anything happen
I just imagine that it's likely
given the nature of possibility

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Fear of Unknown (a poem by B. Dean)

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Fear of Unknown
what gives others
such cause for alarm
can not be me
for I am not here

Saturday, April 16, 2016

Smart Monkey (a poem by B. Dean)

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Smart Monkey
when experience
becomes so delightful
that it doesn't matter
anymore
who it is
that is wise

Friday, April 15, 2016

Small Minds (a poem by B. Dean)

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Small Minds
I want to say "small minds"
but then I want to say
"small, because a mind"

Thursday, April 14, 2016

Not Really a Question (a poem by B. Dean)

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Not Really a Question
would I have
appreciated her beauty
even if she hadn't
wanted me to?

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Mind Wash (a poem by B. Dean)

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Mind Wash
if I can manage
to dream of
what is already
happening,

I will never
be disappointed

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Power Hungry (a poem by B. Dean)

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Power Hungry
aspiring to power
beyond the power to enjoy
the present moment
loses so much
inherent power

Monday, April 11, 2016

An Obvious Buddhist (a poem by B. Dean)

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An Obvious Buddhist
his robes were bright
and left so strong
an imprint
that even the flies
were nervous

Sunday, April 10, 2016

Problem Solver (a poem by B. Dean)

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Problem Solver
dear god
don't let me die
in the middle
of believing
I am solving
some problem

Saturday, April 9, 2016

Surreptitious (a poem by B. Dean)

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Surreptitious
I would give up self-importance
but I'd have to be there to give it up

Friday, April 8, 2016

Dance w/o Outcome (a poem by B. Dean)

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Dance w/o Outcome
no turn of events
will EVER
increase my sense
of self value

life is not
cumulative

Thursday, April 7, 2016

Walking Zen (a poem by B. Dean)

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Walking Zen
moving, slowly
simply, witnessing
listening, being

nature, in the form of legs

carrying, drifting
falling, rising

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Desire (a poem by B. Dean)

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Desire
desire ends
not by
getting
amassing
procurring
or having
enough

desire ends
by realizing
this truth

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

The Parade (a poem by B. Dean)

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The Parade
people are like thoughts
one by one they parade by
in a never-ending way

Monday, April 4, 2016

M P D (a poem by B. Dean)

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M P D
the only way
to outclever
yourself
is to pretend
that you are
more than one

Sunday, April 3, 2016

Sensible Amelia (a poem by B. Dean)

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Sensible Amelia
a difficult
human being
is simply
the all-knowing
trapped inside
a wanting-to-know

Saturday, April 2, 2016

Exactly (a poem by B. Dean)

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Exactly
how am I to keep
courting the unknown
when by nature it is
absolutely unknowable?

Friday, April 1, 2016

Dear Conflicted, (a poem by B. Dean)

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Dear Conflicted,
how could you alter
the present moment
and still have it be
the present moment?