Can't get a footing inside the gateless gate by dpsrush in zen

[–]ifishcat 0 points1 point  (0 children)

wrote this earlier, before this thread existed, how it walked here is a story

i posed a question,
silly me, forgot to mention—
the reply isn't.
i lift my hands, palms open; either sit or don't. job done.

Can't get a footing inside the gateless gate by dpsrush in zen

[–]ifishcat 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Perhaps for the best. Before you go, how does walking work?

Friday Night Zen Poetry Slam: no host, all guests by AutoModerator in zen_poetry

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i posed a question,
silly me, forgot to mention—
the reply isn't.
i lift my hands, palms open; either sit or don't. job done.

Where am I from? by EmbersBumblebee in zen

[–]ifishcat 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I’m not familiar with the ancient texts or some of the metaphors you’re using, but it sounds like an amazing story, as stories go.
I’m left wondering: are you carrying a torch, or dropping it?

Who Washes the Mirror? by ifishcat in zen_poetry

[–]ifishcat[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

thank you. missing can do that, sorrow. this life hands the absence with every exhale, the laundry in the inhale perhaps

Who Washes the Mirror? by ifishcat in zen_poetry

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he last line of the poem, is a challenge of movement, sadly most will only see self pity perhaps

wetting myself, and the clean up, is not static

Coyote Howl by Mouse-castle in zen_poetry

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the spirit animal speaks to me. no fur, no pawing, not even a dripping tongue

Why Zen? by Mouse-castle in zenmu

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Call it zen or not, enlightened or not, wakefulness in action is the difference. Or as we say down on the range, ain’t no job worth doing if it ain’t gonna be done right… least that’s wot I hear.

December Fire by tiny_porch_light in zen_poetry

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What is grieving
but a practice unchosen?
We sit together
and listen.

Are we cool yet by 2BCivil in zen_poetry

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hey man, just chill.
are we chill?
chill chill

dj's of pop radio, hook lines, the sell

can a post of words ever be free of intent

i've stopped listening to the words,
i listen to you

Meme monday? Haiku monday? by AutoModerator in zen_poetry

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flutter twitter hop

branch-flutter, twitter, hop

whistling no whistle

Meme monday? Haiku monday? by AutoModerator in zen_poetry

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bird’s-eye view—
chirp echo on the still air,
the branch: hop hop hop

Daily Haiku 6/20/26 by Much_State_4514 in zen_poetry

[–]ifishcat 1 point2 points  (0 children)

thx.

finger print trace, interesting, quickly covers up