Sunday, January 1, 2012

on new year's day

some huddle
fearing Mayan math
resolving hurting and hung over

the tired monk
sink lingers
sips coffee and benedictine
drying towel sits ready
on robed left shoulder
pondering poems

15 comments:

  1. "some huddle
    fearing mayan math"

    Quite well put!

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  2. Great phrasing from the Tired Monk, per always.

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  3. pondering poems, so much healthier! :)
    signed, Pondering, Too.

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  4. who would want to be muddled and why? what do they think they are escaping? don't they know they are running the wrong way?

    xo
    erin

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  5. pondering poems - love that - I most liked your phrasing in this piece - the way the piece constructs itself almost - nicely done!

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  6. Yay Chris! I hope 2012 brings poems before we can actually believe Mayan math.

    xo

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  7. nice..i like...not exactly sure what Mayan math is...but i fear every kind of math...ugh.. but pondering poems sounds like a great thing to do..smiles

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  8. So you thinking 21st of December or 23rd? Love the word play...I wouldn't object to a world wide awakening...hmm, pondering indeed :) Great write...and happy 2012!

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  9. nice...if the end comes it will in the mean time i will be sipping coffee too...smiles...

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  10. "Old" monks are the best monks as this proves.

    Benedictine would be nice.

    Or some black licorice tea.

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  11. I like pondering poems too, even if its the end of the world ~

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  12. There are worse things one can do than pondering poems. And if no one did, the poems would be lonely.

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  13. I'm not sure it was even the Mayans, may just have been the anthropologists. Enjoying these poems.

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