Sunday, July 31, 2016

More Bent than a River (a poem by B. Dean)

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More Bent than a River
the heads
start their thinking
and egos start stinking
agendas start cranking
our rivers start bending
our ways stop their mending
our minds start their spending
of time on what might be
instead of what is

Saturday, July 30, 2016

The Center of Time (a poem by B. Dean)

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The Center of Time
with my body as clock
please let me live
at the center of time
in that motionless space
where nothing prevails
surrounded by activity
witnessing all there is
in stillness, no hurry
for anything to happen

Friday, July 29, 2016

Oh Clever Poem (a poem by B. Dean)

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Oh Clever Poem
bereft of real meaning
full of intellect about the about
conscious, deliberate
ushered forth by a contaminated mind
confined to all that it thinks that it is doing
so as to barely do something else

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Sometimes Beauty (a poem by B. Dean)

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Sometimes Beauty
the center
of my head

where tears would be
but will not come
where breath would be
yet this was taken

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Fits and Starts (a poem by B. Dean)

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Fits and Starts
question and answer
beginning and end
post and comment
fits and starts

these all dissolve
beautifully into one
(a one with no parts)
when we let go
of our heads
and enter our hearts

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

This is This (a poem by B. Dean)

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This is This
to feel what I feel
to be with the feelings
to stay with the truth
to accept the turmoil

all without identifying it
all without knowing

embrace it
be with it
this is this

Monday, July 25, 2016

Wrinkles (a poem by B. Dean)

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no-one owns awareness
there is no history
of awareness
there is no product
of awareness

no motive in it
no reason for it
it never resides
it never abides
it never surfaces

Sunday, July 24, 2016

Spectator Sport (a poem by B. Dean)

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Spectator Sport
waiting FOR something
waiting FOR

take away the FOR
and experience eternity
(waiting for nothing)

watching the dust blow
across the sidewalk
smiling inside

Saturday, July 23, 2016

Only Here, Only Now (a poem by B. Dean)

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Only Here, Only Now
when I split myself
feeling so far away
wanting what's missing
I watch my pain
from a distance, thinking

this, the problem
that arose when I first assumed
there is another life somewhere

Friday, July 22, 2016

Resemblance (a poem by B. Dean)

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there is nothing
more beautiful
than witnessing
an idea of a person
step aside
that love may prevail
with all its
unconscious intelligence
and all the time
still resemble
a human being

Thursday, July 21, 2016

My Yearning is Full (a poem by B. Dean)

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My Yearning is Full
my yearning
is something full
the yearned for
will never exist

all in order
to keep me alive
and alert to possibility

Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Enlightened Midas (a poem by B. Dean)

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Enlightened Midas
the only way
to turn base metals
into gold
is to realize
that everything
is this same base metal

there is no
greater or lesser wonder
it is all the same

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Beautiful Awakening (a poem by B. Dean)

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Beautiful Awakening
people who focus on
and care for their souls
carry a special beauty
around lingering about
glowing and exciting
radiating with wonder
a universal innocence
the eternal origin
of every world

Monday, July 18, 2016

Lost and Found (a poem by B. Dean)

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Lost and Found
I am not anything
that I aspire to become
I am in no position
that I dream of
I only have what I am doing
which isn't mine at all

Sunday, July 17, 2016

It's Only Reason (a poem by B. Dean)

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It's Only Reason
listen my fellows
and you shall hear
countless stories
that bend your ear
and listen
keep listening
and there will come
the only reason
it's done and done and done

Saturday, July 16, 2016

Maybe Next Life (a poem by B. Dean)

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Maybe Next Life
someday I will be able
to appreciate everything
without having to write it down
words having become
and an insufficient form
of celebration

Friday, July 15, 2016

One Two (a poem by B. Dean)

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One Two
two and two
should never have been
put together

in fact, there are never
two twos
only one two,
always the same two
eternally the only two,
just one two

Thursday, July 14, 2016

Prabagananda (a poem by B. Dean)

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like most Tibetan sages
is an advocate of love
and so went commercial
with the best of intentions

his marketing staff
continues to insist
he change his name

Wednesday, July 13, 2016

WWTEB (a poem by B. Dean)

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why would timelessness ever bother
to figure anything out?

why would timelessness ever bother
to pick a winner?

why would timelessness ever bother
to have a problem with itself?

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Everlastingly (a poem by B. Dean)

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everything has
the same significance
but love
which transcends
time and space

in a single moment
it emanates

Monday, July 11, 2016

One Hand Clapping (a poem by B. Dean)

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One Hand Clapping
if one hand
in the forest
is chopping wood
with Buddha nature
before enlightenment
and nobody is there
to carry the water—

does the hand
make any noise?

Sunday, July 10, 2016

A Responsible Do-Nothing (a poem by B. Dean)

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A Responsible Do-Nothing
he aspires to become
the most responsible

embracing non-doing,
an unconscious intelligence
responds wholly
to all dimension
effortlessly loving
this deeply detailed
dance of the divine

Saturday, July 9, 2016

Feelings (a poem by B. Dean)

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all feelings are right
right and true, truth
an expression of inherent
value, values and valuing
of diversity and preference
heart and path

all feelings, yes
real and true

Friday, July 8, 2016

Shorter Amazing Taoist Prayer (a poem by B. Dean)

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Shorter Amazing Taoist Prayer
Thao (Tao)
( shorter amazing taoist prayer )

Thao (Tao)
the less I do
the more
thao accomplishes

Thursday, July 7, 2016

Thanks and Gratefulness (a poem by B. Dean)

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Thanks and Gratefulness
the spirit of thanks
is strong this morning
and throughout the day
gratefulness will warm
the hearts of many

hearts centered
in one divine
eternal fire

happy thanksgiving

Wednesday, July 6, 2016

Buddha Brow (a poem by B. Dean)

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Buddha Brow
leaning towards Buddha
the Buddha
(unbeknownst to himself)
studies a pamphlet
on meditation
with a furrowed brow

to be that close
to doing away with
measuring distances

Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Ones and Many (a poem by B. Dean)

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Ones and Many
simplicity and duplicity
are responsible
for nature itself

all minds ultimately
surrender to this
sweet sweet paradox

kept alive by the heart
and the breath taking one

Monday, July 4, 2016

Thinking (a poem by B. Dean)

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thinking only matters
if I talk myself
into action
beyond this
it is a refuse heap
of reflections—
mirror images
of an un-lived possibility

Sunday, July 3, 2016

No Real Gap (a poem by B. Dean)

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No Real Gap
all that survives
is beauty
it's the only
that forever still
finds a way
dark corners
ever trusting
itself exists
never fear
crossing over
one heart

Saturday, July 2, 2016

Trust All Life (a poem by B. Dean)

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Trust All Life
imagine being so confident
that some sort of life will continue
should you do your identity in
and being willing to accept
whatever that may be

Friday, July 1, 2016

These Words Reveal Nothing (a poem by B. Dean)

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These Words Reveal Nothing
The most that can be said
about life
is that
in its study of itself
it MUST come up
in order to remain free