Connected by Terry Walton *new*
Aimless Practice by Graham Price
haiku by Ruth Pink
The park bench "In loving memory of..." by Terry Walton
haiku by Lindsay Reid
Navigating Now by Dawa Rowley of Whakatane
Connected
by Terry Walton
2006
We're connected
your heart and mine
just as surely as
sea meets sky
blue on blue,
As surely as passage tides
touch sandy shores
We're connected
As surely as breezes
rustle summer leaves
rain falls to earth
wet on dry
We're connected
sand and rock
shells and fish
flesh and blood
here and now
your life and mine
connected
You and I
Pelicans fly
day turns to night
our beings dance as
sun and moon
your heart and mine
intertwine
Aimless Practice
Graham Price of Hamilton
written in Myanmar
Aiming to love I miss completely.
In missing you I love us both less.
We are already swung, our love suffuses.
Meandering sideways a snake moves forwards
Stepping into a shaft of light my belly illumines temples
The buddha reclines beside the lacquer merchant and old coins,
the sideways glance of an imperial Queen.
Inter-dependence day in this thirsty land.
Well springs of bright eyed children.
At the Mingala Bar drunk on happiness,
The eternal child returns an ancient smile.
Transmission of ~ the already here.
haiku
Ruth Pink of Wellington
2002 winter retreat
inside the ear - an
orchestra: small bones
play the wind to
the brain
mind - a quiet place
in the country, then thought!
- a fast back firing car
after days of rain;
sun and the black
pig on the sodden
track: sleeping
today, in this small
hut - one person;
an unbearable crowd
The park bench
"In loving memory of..."
Terry Walton of Auckland
I read your plaque today
sensed your summers
in the shade
this place
this leafy parasol,
mosaic silhouettes
on blue
Saw you
holding hands
loving someone
among the grasses,
lives intermingling
Heard love graffiti
murmured messages
tingling, shimmering
woven through with
nature's sounds
tender as leaves
turning, and returning
year after year
haiku
Lindsay Reid in UK
September 2002
No Buts...
Universal joy
And creativity are
Also dancing here!!
Paradise:
Paradise ducks fly
In deepen'd blue spaciousness
Unleashing freedom
Collusion:
E ma ho! life love
And eternal flux collude
With my restlessness
Collision:
Kye ho! life love
And eternal flux collide
Into selflessness
Navigating Now
Dawa Rowley of Whakatane
Autumn Retreat 2004
Sometimes
Driving thoughts
(fantasies ... fears ... dreams ... pasts ... futures ...)
scream like fast tyres on wet tarmac
through my motorway mind.
Accelerating out of habit,
they overwhelm Now
In their rush to be anywhere
but Here!
Sometimes,
They slide sideways, collide, crash,
crush clarity in torrents of reactive response.
Upon reflection,
the trick seems to be
to buckle in the senses!
Click that six-latched catch on the safety strap
(of any vehicle), then sit back! Relax!
Rest in the rush
and let it be
the Now it really is
within eternity.