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ZenOfferings Feb 2019
Tie my shoes up tight
Taking my time
I'm in for a long night

Warm up on sidelines
Scoping it out
A fresh ball in my hip pocket
I be feeling stout

Drill it to **** it bout 3000 times
Never stepping outside the black painted lines
Of the lane
I was inside
Perfecting the stroke
The release
Is
Everything

But I'm in the waiting room
The lobby that is Court Two
Court 1 is where the men boom
And bang bodies and shoot
Lights
Out
Daggers

And if a man is there for long enough
And the ten go down a few
A few of the crew
Over on Court Two
Get called on to fill and finish the game up

My wind isn't great
My footwork is dodgy
My stroke is quite streaky
Go to the bank?
I'm wishy-washy

Can't box out for ****
My handles are average
But my defense is good
So I have some leverage

And on this particular evening
My shot felt real good
And I got a nod over
And played how I should

A pester on defense
I was covering two
To free up a big man in post
In the zoo

A transition pit stop on fast break
I pushed the ball up the court
The seven footer hits me in the corner
Shooting 100% from the floor

Then the men started to heat up
'250 bulldozer' in the lane
'Lights out on the arc'er outsider

I didn't touch the ball much
I'd basically given up
They played there often with chemistry
And I, just a pup

Got one pass at the end
That I wasn't expecting
I fumbled the friend
The rock had been misdirecting

But
All
Things
Said:
3/3 ~ 7 pts ~ 3 rbd ~ 1 blk ~ 2 stl ~ 2 ast ~ 2 to

And we take those
Pick up basketball at University
ZenOfferings Jul 2020
The background to the figure
The canvas to the background
The artist to the canvas
The muse to the artist
The figure to the muse
...
ZenOfferings Aug 2021
What if you discovered that the puppet master was just a tangle of other puppets...

Interconnectedness is paramount to who we are, to life itself
To get loose is not to get free -- to get free is to love the strings you keep
ZenOfferings Dec 2019
Mother Earth inhaling to life
Life exhaling to humanity
Humanity inhaling to me
Me exhaling to the mystery
The mystery -- the eternal breath
BLM
ZenOfferings Sep 2020
BLM
The chains were forged for the poor

Blackness is nothing but a convenient excuse

Will you be saved by your skin tone when you are the new lowest on the totem?
ZenOfferings Mar 2021
Wake eat work play sleep
ZenOfferings Mar 2020
In a patterning in which an infinite number of variables could be considered
There is a why not for every why
ZenOfferings Feb 2019
The wars we don't acknowledge
Are the only ones that we prevent
Where there is a just cause for fight
Extend a smile, and play, crusader
For your enemy is your most vital friend
Your battles will find you if you're looking for them
ZenOfferings Feb 2019
I skipped my first alarm this morning
I wasn't ready to open my eyes to a blank phone
Less ready to admit I cling to it
Can't fathom I cling to you

Now its time for work
And I only have time
To worry about my eggs
A new hope?  Or ever more lost?
ZenOfferings Apr 2020
Was the seed in strife?
From pain did it then emerge?
It must lament death...

The cultivator
Was he then the seeds savior?!
Assurance of life

What conditioning!
For mere service to the God
Stripped when fruit was ripe

...Seed sows sorrow now
Bound to the cultivator
Eternal truth found

In strife it may be
But at least then it lived free
When some death seemed bound

And essential
A string of haiku tell the story of a cultivar outgrowing a cultivator through the acceptance of death
ZenOfferings Jan 2021
You try to sell your soul
But you can't get no bread for it
ZenOfferings Feb 2019
Don't tell me
That the soul isn't trapped in a picture

I lifted up that dusty frame
To reveal those colors that reconstitute my form
I see what I'd call my smile there

And I know
That the soul
Is trapped
In a
Picture
...
ZenOfferings Feb 2019
The ink impregnated in time
Woe is me;  For there I am trapped
That moment is different to me now
That [name] should be dead
Yet there I am doomed to live
It was staring into the ink that winter
That I learned how to die
I practiced killing that picture
Don't tell me the soul isn't trapped in a photo

Note: My name is omitted for anonymity
ZenOfferings Dec 2019
Joy
Does not come in to you
It comes out of you
ZenOfferings Oct 2018
Man sits with himself
Flower falls under his shade
Reminds him — look up
ZenOfferings Nov 2018
Blind men have few friends
See you with their heart…scary
Your mask won’t work here
ZenOfferings Nov 2021
Martyrs bear its proof:
They've already remembered
I's what they forget
ZenOfferings Mar 23
As the world crashes
To the world I wish to see
Which me should I be
ZenOfferings Nov 2018
Picking apart nests
Does the cactus wren make friends
Some success you have
ZenOfferings Nov 2018
Little thistledown
As anxious as you and I
But never ill-judged
ZenOfferings Nov 2018
The great orator
With open ears I listen
For the wind speaks not
ZenOfferings Nov 2018
Why do you see death?
Winter is but the absence;
The mother of life
ZenOfferings Nov 2018
The steam yields as so
I slurp and gurgle my tea
Oh, jasmine blossom!
ZenOfferings Nov 2018
The cell phone rings once
But the ringing in my head…
...The sound of your voice
ZenOfferings Nov 2018
When the sun rises
It calls not for attention
But it sure does shine!
ZenOfferings Nov 2018
But which way is which?
A cardinal direction
Is an empty dream
ZenOfferings Nov 2018
The shade of the tree
Kills the acorn at its base —
What's an injustice?
ZenOfferings Oct 2018
See — the ant has learned
To pierce the silence fully
Still I try to speak
ZenOfferings Dec 2018
I went for a skate
Down to the grocery store
I forgot my shoes
ZenOfferings Dec 2018
Set your bundle down
Satori in an instant
Pick your bundle up
ZenOfferings Dec 2018
Persuasive noises —
But when you offered your ears
Then I was convinced
ZenOfferings Dec 2018
Everybody knows
But we all feign a defect
And that is our role
ZenOfferings Dec 2018
Volumes on silence…
You could fill a library;
Then what has been said?
ZenOfferings Dec 2018
Cast in my shadow
Walk toward the fleeting light that
Sparkles in my eye
In times of shadow, know that the background creates the fore-
And they are both right here
ZenOfferings Dec 2018
Keystrokes in dim light
The moon is a winter’s cold
And I feel frozen
The pale blue atmosphere is gentle and kind, but somber and reserved.  This, too, shall pass.
ZenOfferings Dec 2018
You frame the picture
But the picture is a frame
What have you captured?
A box for a box for that which cannot be named.  What a wondrous affair..
ZenOfferings Dec 2018
Nothing requires
A fall leaf to pass through it
To become the sky
Mind the slow patterns; they carry the ancestral knowledge.  How close must you get before the sky reveals itself?
ZenOfferings Dec 2018
This morning I woke
And was excited to see
Squirrels under a tree
Just another mundane winter's day to most -- which only contributes to the miracle.
ZenOfferings Oct 2018
Thoughts disconnected
All you remember is one
Feeling you’re left with
ZenOfferings Jan 2019
Did it to myself
But I did it to you too
Glad you like "new you"
My energy attracts you.  My love let's you fly.  But then you don't need me.  I cry at the divine.
ZenOfferings Jan 2019
What do you do with
Thoughts that won’t leave about loves
That already have
I welcome them with the innocent love of the day I met you.
I let them pass with the wise love that hugged you farewell.
The eternal love?
No, for still I cling to this cycle.
ZenOfferings Jan 2019
Karma is a friend
Not a judge or a jury --
More like a suchness...
Western culture, rooted in Judeo-Christian beliefs, lends a poor translation
ZenOfferings Jan 2019
Standing in the rain
Trying to wash it away —
I’m made of water…
We're born from strife
ZenOfferings Jan 2019
Don’t miss your cold love
Miss the warmth you let me feel
About myself —
Even the pain in my chest, and the shallowness of my words and breath, are Zen if your labels are loose.

Expect more traditional haiku shortly.
ZenOfferings Jan 2019
Born a reflection
I see a light in your eyes
Primordial burn
Its all pattern
ZenOfferings Jan 2019
What good’s being right?
I’m never farther from truth
Than in a judgement
And then there I go judging non-judgement.  What a funny cycle.
ZenOfferings Jan 2019
Do you mourn the wind
As the particles pass by?
Their death brings spring-time…
Here lies one, in the wake of 36
ZenOfferings Jan 2019
When sheltered from rain
You’re fixed on the greys above;
Play in the puddles
That which you avoid is perpetually drawn to the foreground
ZenOfferings Jan 2019
The rose bud needs not
An audience adorning
Alone — it wins hearts
Too perfect to be lonely
ZenOfferings Oct 2018
Chimp's lost son dangles
Mighty effort to hold life
Found when she drops him
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