Monday, June 7, 2010

A Night Duty

teens totter
tumble into country ditches
laugh, shake and yell
violent echoes off bricks and siding
beer bottles clink and smash

quick peaks out windows
"damn teens"
cursed behind locked doors

the tired monk wanders out
sweeps up the glass
thanks the teens:
a chance to do one's duty
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14 comments:

  1. AnonymousJune 7, 2010 at 11:16 PM

    the tired monk's got the Zen code. empty the self to know the self. God beyond God.

    hp

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  2. Steven Marty GrantMarch 22, 2011 at 5:24 PM

    Great piece, short and vivid just the way I like them

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  3. BubbaMarch 22, 2011 at 5:29 PM

    There go the deposits! (LOL!)

    Nice One Shot, Ollie old boy!

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  4. BrendanMarch 22, 2011 at 5:59 PM

    Just like god, always cleaning up after the kids. - Brendan

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  5. TimoteoMarch 22, 2011 at 6:26 PM

    So that's what I was doing as a teenager... glad to know I was performing a public service!

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  6. UnknownMarch 22, 2011 at 6:46 PM

    A chance to do one's duty... guess that means I should climb to the top of the hill and pick up all the dead soldiers. ;-)

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  7. MarianMarch 22, 2011 at 7:14 PM

    instead of cursing, thanking? evolution, man.

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  8. Brian MillerMarch 22, 2011 at 7:27 PM

    smiles. all about peerspective...speaks well of a monks heart...

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  9. signed...bkmMarch 22, 2011 at 8:19 PM

    O tired Monk...please take some time from you duties to watch hockey as the playoffs will soon be upon us....bkm

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  10. hedgewitchMarch 22, 2011 at 9:25 PM

    As someone once said, a time to every purpose. As always, it clears the head to read the monkish one's work.

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  11. flaubertMarch 22, 2011 at 9:31 PM

    You are a patient man, Ollie:)

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  12. FireblossomMarch 22, 2011 at 10:00 PM

    Very interesting way to look at it, Mister Monk. :-)

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  13. dustusMarch 23, 2011 at 3:35 PM

    "violent echoes off bricks and siding
    beer bottles clink and smash"

    Great sound to that, even better due to the alliteration preceding it. Clear and crisp poetic lines.

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  14. Shashidhar SharmaMarch 24, 2011 at 6:04 AM

    Dear Ollie

    What a nice capture of the beauty of being in service to the universal consciousness all the time...
    Thanks for sharing...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/03/whispers-seed-and-senseless-living.html
    At Twitter @VerseEveryDay

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