Throwing Ink at Karma


Misplaced dharma followed
you off this mountain morning
cicadas call
clutching spring green bark.
roadside primrose,
a ready to paint sunrise
dusted the color of Zen.

(I took this from the Zen poem–thought it stood well enough alone)

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6 Responses to Throwing Ink at Karma

  1. johemmant says:

    very sparse yet so potent. Yes, I like it…..especially lovely read out as the allieration and rhythm work very well.

  2. gingatao! says:

    It does. Very nice shading, delicate, ‘dusted’ is the perfect choice,

  3. Narnie says:

    Oh yes, it does and how clever of you … sometimes personally, I find that the hardest thing to try and do. I write SO much and then have to spend a day or two deleting everything that doesn’t add to it but man! it hurts, even if the result is as good as the verbal diarrhea that preceded it. This is just wonderful – high 5 to you.

  4. nochipa says:

    I think it does, indeed, Scot.

    I like it much.

    Nochipa

  5. Scot says:

    Nochipa
    glad to see you back.

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