I am not a Buddhist , but I have read quite a bit about the tenets of Buddhism and have visited many temples - fascinating

what the world is in right now, an atomic cage - we are trapped in our advanced scientific inventions

Never engaged with this med, always tried to meditate my trying moments away

And we saw one in Japan, in and out of the shadows.

Back to Zen and Zazen ( a meditative practice in Buddhism) , the latter is a method of briefly leaving reality to see reality.

Everyone who naturally age and pass, the genes tell the tale.

a bit of humor here and there

acrostichaiku haiku minimal acrostic

Methuselah, Noah's grandfather lived 969 years - it is a myth

At a time of studying the pressure points of acupuncture, I was exposed to alternative treatments and theories associated with them.  Chakras need further investigation to validate the power of these various body areas.

The face speaks for itself

on of my minimals published in Modern Haiku many years ago

This is in my opinion what happened, whether justified or not..  And the headwind never stopped during his eight years in office.

It's a dark and far away place I'll never know or want to know. But it exists. Meditation works just as well but it takes a lot of practice.

This minimal was inspired by my viagrapturestored written by me in May, 2005. It was in my computer, and I only began to write, rewrite and edit what I had to date, thousands of minimals. Retired for 20 years, and finding HELLO POETRY, I began the process of exhibiting and writing again. When Robert Spiess, the editor of Modern Haiku died, I began to stop writing haiku or any form of try. Unfortunately, the new editors possibly lost many poets forever.

it just appeared in my brain and I wrote it - 2015

may this be last time around

Sometime the minimal blends so well that putting two words together creates a word with a Zen flavor that makes the merging of the two words complete, almost like ******* .  This is that kind of minimal.  The older I get the more uncertain the world appears.

derived from my prior poems

I remember all those times when the kite would not stay up and finally crashed in the sand on the beach.