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Buddha Morning

by John G.Hall 

Posted: 17 February 2004
Word Count: 75
Summary: may you kill your Buddha...... (Zen Buddhists will understand)

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Buddha Morning

and the sun
is shining in
my buddha
ever baking,

his clay dry
karma crazed
wet by thirst
bag of money
by his fat side,

covered in lucky signs
meditation beads worry
beggers rags laughing
down obesity's peace,

he waits for me
to give him alms
instead I give his
belly another rub,

a tiny piece of red
flakes off his body
as I sweep his grace
away with the dust.

John G.Hall(C)2004

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Fearless at 10:20 on 17 February 2004  Report this post
Find out for yourself.......i.e. kill the Buddha. A timely reminder. Thank you, JGH.


miffle at 10:42 on 17 February 2004  Report this post
Enjoyed this John - tenderly written. Liked the affectionate 'belly rub' and the phrase 'obesity's peace'(glad that you made so much of his belly!) - conjured an image of a clay Buddha in a garden, always welcome. Thank you. I shall revisit this one...nikki ;-)

Chem at 13:17 on 17 February 2004  Report this post
A really liked the idea and the style of this poem. Touching and humourous at the same time.
There's always something so reassuringly comforting about Buddha's belly :-)


igbit33 at 16:45 on 18 February 2004  Report this post
I love the way you have stared this, in particular. I don't know why but I do love a poem that start with 'and'.

igbit. xx


Sorry, 'started this...'

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