Saturday, 19 November 2011
Wednesday, 16 November 2011
Dear Son & Daughter
Dear Son & Daughter
Dear son & daughter, I hope you are both well
You make me feel proud, and still very swell
This is a poem I’ve made especially for you
Prompted by memories of times together, that flood through
Bring happiness to my mind, but also make me feel blue
Reminders of cherished moments I longed to repeat
Before they get lost and with age, prone to delete
But I know that time steals away this chance
And for you, too, will soon repeat life’s dance
Feeling deprived of times that cannot be brought
But things change and know they cannot be caught
For I know we can all be together again one day
We are all linked by life’s action in some way
Given a fair wind I know you always could & should
Be the best of life’s children, knowing that you are both very good!
© Peter Dorey 2008
Aware of the awareness?
Aware of the awareness?
Awareness made of nowness
Awareness made of nowness
Thoughts and emotions less
than the main mind we're told
Will we realize before we get old?
This truth will maybe then unfold
In the next bardo have we're told
A few more rare precious chances
Of life 'n death's sacred dances!
© Peter Dorey 2010
© Peter Dorey 2010
Stable Abiding
Looking for a stable ground
knowing it can't really be found
From nowness distracted dreams
anything of attracted themes
The rug will be pulled from under
but even though that's plain I blunder
Time lost in ignorance, a diversion
of Attachment and Aversion
Ordinary mind so fickle
the ego's play and tickle
So cunning, slippery and tricky
judging, condemning, very picky
Seeking a happiness from outside
can't sit contented and just abide
© Peter Dorey 2010
© Peter Dorey 2010
Days of Drama & Karma
A
glorious day does unfold
The future not now to be told
God's plan, fate or Karma
It's just part of life's drama
If we knew the outcome
The prospect would be no fun
The Universe in a state of flux
Thro’ Interdependence it trucks
Very neatly into an overall plan
Will he find a woman she a man?
© Peter Dorey 2010
The future not now to be told
God's plan, fate or Karma
It's just part of life's drama
If we knew the outcome
The prospect would be no fun
The Universe in a state of flux
Thro’ Interdependence it trucks
Very neatly into an overall plan
Will he find a woman she a man?
© Peter Dorey 2010
Tuesday, 15 November 2011
Is that rightly so ...?
is that rightly so
if it pleases thy ego
but for there don't go I
but helps us get by
in this shared delusion
not a just collusion
but there is this force
we follow blindly of course
it doesn't exist except
we have to accept
relative and absolute truth
being you own sleuth
our obstacle is labelling
fixation robbing meddling
as a dream controller
we let it smoulder
the watcher must go!
cast a spell on the ego!
Is that rightly so
If it pleases thy ego
For there don't go I
But helps us get by
Hurling your diatribe
Sugary but to abide
Or maybe sycophantic
Can be quite pedantic
In this shared delusion
Is it just a collusion
But there is this force
We follow blindly of course
It doesn't exist except
We have to really accept
Relative and absolute truth
Being you own sleuth
Our obstacle is labelling
Blinding and a disabling
And fixation robbing us
In this samsaric fuss
As a dream controller
We let it simmer and smoulder
The watcher must go!
Cast a spell on the ego!
© Peter Dorey 2011
if it pleases thy ego
but for there don't go I
but helps us get by
in this shared delusion
not a just collusion
but there is this force
we follow blindly of course
it doesn't exist except
we have to accept
relative and absolute truth
being you own sleuth
our obstacle is labelling
fixation robbing meddling
as a dream controller
we let it smoulder
the watcher must go!
cast a spell on the ego!
Is that rightly so
If it pleases thy ego
For there don't go I
But helps us get by
Hurling your diatribe
Sugary but to abide
Or maybe sycophantic
Can be quite pedantic
In this shared delusion
Is it just a collusion
But there is this force
We follow blindly of course
It doesn't exist except
We have to really accept
Relative and absolute truth
Being you own sleuth
Our obstacle is labelling
Blinding and a disabling
And fixation robbing us
In this samsaric fuss
As a dream controller
We let it simmer and smoulder
The watcher must go!
Cast a spell on the ego!
© Peter Dorey 2011
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