One can't be a hermit today
Bills have to be paid without delay;
Just to survive is an Art
And debts accrue from the start.
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Patterns from the soul divine
Colours and form that shine.
Sacred geometry is the theme
Hallowed works to be seen.
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HAIKUS X 6
Sentient and seeing... Is this material being... But is now fleeing
Our perceptions are...Mere shadows and reflections... Of reality
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Broken Bolder Beach.
With a rugged beauty that defies
All those far-off and harried cries
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A lofty spire
Does pierce the sky;
With joy They sing
To one on High.
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IN THE BEGINNING
THERE WAS NOTHING
JUST COMPLETE DARKNESS...EVERYWHERE
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From The Book...words slipped away
Words that comfort and allay...
All losses from the foray
Words that will never betray.
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Darkness descends and all is quiet
On this very crisp starry night.
Like a beam of light traveling
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When man became a slave to greed
He soon became unable to feed;
Even those with money to buy
Because of the enormous lie;
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Investing in the short term
For the maximum return
Tis a pity They did not learn...
The only option is to fast...
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Born of Anglo/Yugoslav parentage...schooled in England with formal studies in Art/Architecture in the 60/70's and have been passionate about the Arts ever since...i have been actively engaged in the following: Painting/Sculpture, Photography & Poetry. Of late i having been focussing on my web-site (A Cyber-Exhibition) and my work can be perused at: http: //www.peterhugomcclure.com I have subsidised my excursions in The Arts by doing various odd-jobs and over the years & have become quite a compitent builder (having built the equivalent of over 20 houses) and i have exhibited my art-work in various countries in Europe, the U.S. and New Zealand. I ran a Vegan Restaurant/Mini-Art Center in the early 90's in Penzance, Cornwall where i have lived off & on for the past 28 yrs and for many years I would migrate with the birds at the onset of winter visiting America (including Hawaii) , The South Sea Islands, New Zealand, Japan & China...instead of keeping a diary i would write Haikus to remind me of the places i visited. Bending with the wind The Taoist gathers water... In a straw hat Best regards pete mcclure.)
Mazda
One can't be a hermit today
Bills have to be paid without delay;
Just to survive is an Art
And debts accrue from the start.
Philosophers join the homeless
Whom with little success;
Search for the elusive stone
That's more valued than a home.
The Dharma bums high and low
Effortlessly go with the flow;
Where each encounter is a test
Until they join the very best.
Through a myriad of byways
Awaiting what the Master says;
Of the Koan that mystifies
And the Truth that never lies.
Gadgets of the modern age
Are a hindrance to the sage;
The fruit that appeals to me
Is found on the Bodhi-tree.