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

14 comments:

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

    hp

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

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  3. There go the deposits! (LOL!)

    Nice One Shot, Ollie old boy!

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

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

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  6. 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. instead of cursing, thanking? evolution, man.

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

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

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  12. "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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  13. 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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