leaf pile raised high
haystack deep
fling the robes around
hood up
descend in, covered
escape the crisp fall wind
afternoon nap
in nature's quilt
rough shake:
abbot pokes with rake
and stern look
"I was just embracing my Tired Monkness"
I would love to embrace my Tired Monkness. Taking a nap in a pile of leaves sounds like just the way.
ReplyDeleteAh, Fall and the tired monk. Like raking leaves on a crisp, cool day.
ReplyDeleteNice. Monks get tired. Two steps from seeing the moon for the first time. I like this abbot, he doesn't fuck around.
ReplyDeleteOh I can so relate!!!! I do "tired" with perfection, so at least in something I have achieved it:)I love this one the best!
ReplyDeleteGreat creativity.. Best Ollie
ReplyDeleteInfact, my friends do address me as Oliie!!
fabulous flow.
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