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Alex Soders Mar 29
I follow,

A crevice,
A wormhole.

It conjures me, does it not?

It beguilles!
It tenders
My every hair
To release

And besmirch
The heartache,

The zen facade,
Child of god—
O narcissist!

Exceeding this tendency lies a veil:
The shutbox

Of a thin white touch,
Lifetimes of longing

That if I could just ****,
Lift these signatures

To unravel now,
My sweet apparition,

They love,
They crystalize,

Our every moon—
A dove amidst a heaven.

You are the pearl in every oyster,
Wide and candescesnt,
Finalized and perfect.

The dripping freshwater baby
Sun-kissed with a smile.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
Childhood did not unfold
The way I wanted to
But come eighteen
I blossom
Like a lotus
In the mud.
ChinHooi Ng Mar 2019
Moon falls behind hills
solitary shadows
autumn wind
bits of stars
vague and remote
walking amongst
ancient trees
in a courtyard
in the depths
of a temple
the flicker of lamps
the saffron of robes
the sound of wooden fish
the sound of Namo Amitabha is
quiet like a flower, a grass
a wind, a rain
a sand, a stone
a dream, a season.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
The name is karma
Or Elena
I am odd duck
And unique person
Like a fingerprint
I don’t like chess
I am not a computer
Nor am I cold hearted
I love art
And anything that life
Has to offer
I am human
Are you??!!
Possum living Feb 2019
Often I feel trapped in worlds opposed to each other

In one, I am a cog in this insidious machine, always painfully aware of my complicity in the assault on the only Earth

But in the other, I am free from the toils of man

I am a Bodhisattva in loving service to our mother in her time of need, vowing to save every last one of her children

Where will I turn today?
Toxic yeti Feb 2019
‪When I ‬
See the circular
Diamond in the night

Everything glows
Snow and all

I have an enlightening experience
Abigail Rose Jan 2019
So, I’m drawn to your religion
On the basis of aesthetic.
I want to feel the way that
Golden, plump, laughing Buddha
Feels without having to read the stories.
I want to embrace the wu wei--
Whatever that means--
I want to sit criss-crossed
In the long, naples yellow grass
With no ticks.
In the orange afternoon sun
With no nighttime.  
I want to worship at a smoky altar
And feel the arms of
My Goddess wrap around me.
Hear her voice: slow, smooth, but stern.
“Thank you,” for the sacrifice.
I want to be divine--God
Gaze down from the Heavens
And take pride in my light
Like I am your son;
I want to be free of the burden
Of my humanness,
I wish to be free of desire
And so it is the desire which ails me.
And I curse nothing more
Than I curse my hungry heart
And my faulty mind.
Toxic yeti Dec 2018
Thuk-jay-che Kuan Yin
For protecting me
Through this life

Thuk-jay-che Kuan Yin
For helping me
To nurture my gifts
And nourish my body

Thuk-jay-che Kuan Yin
For showing me
Why I am on this planet
For bring justice

Thuk-jay-che Kuan Yin
For encouraging me
Through my parents
My creative side
My artistic side.
Toxic yeti Dec 2018
As I listen to animal collective
I shut my eyes
And I see a pond
Lotus flowers
Each in the colour of a chakra
Floating in the water.  

As I listen to animal collective
I shut my eyes
Thinking I am drifting
To sleep
But my head rested
On the lap of Buddha
Instead of the pillow

As I listen to animal collective
I imagine that
I am in the land
Of my ancestors
My face
And limbs
being tickled to death
By prayer flags.
I giggle.

As I listen to animal collective
My ears
And conciseness
Race from
My being
And coming with the universe.
Toxic yeti Dec 2018
‪I am a Buddhist ‬
Who struggles with self esteem

I am a Buddhist
Who has been abandoned many times for another.

I am Buddhist
Who thinks of death and dying

I am a Buddhist
Who is struggling

I am a Buddhist who
Needs intervention.
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