Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
A wonderful vigil indeed Ollie...hope is always worth looking for. Happy St. Patrick's day to you! :-)
Oh Ollie, this is beautiful. I am looking for it too, in the face of such events as we are watching on the news. Beautifully expressed.
Old Ollie,I am happy to place my hope, in the hopes of the tired monk.Happy St Patrick's day to you and Yours, inc tired monk!Best wishes, Eileen
:-/An amazing poem....wow, so small...yet, so expansive...now that I re-read it over....an over...yes...great post! Check out my post on the prompt if you can.
It is out there. Always.
long lonely hours looking for hope.......beautiful...
"hope"... that you'll find a fire you're able to fight? i could use a few of those.
Nice. Gary Snyder would understand.
I wish we all could find it when we need it most!~I love your creative use of this prompt~Well Done!
I like to think of the 'ol'firewatcher'.
indeed the temple towers are busy surveying ruinnicely expressed
do you find, ollie, that you are better at looking than doing? i find that sometimes. i'm not sure that is such a great way to be.xoerin
(or is looking actually a form of doing? huh. just occurred to me.)
A beautifully expressed piece in so few words.That is what I love about your poetry, Ollie.A true gift.Pamela
Though elusive, it can be found! Somewhere........
Oh, whew, powerful, for what can we do with hope, but hold a vigil of hope...and in a fire tower sometimes hope is the only ally, though I think this poem is not about going to the tower to spot for fires, except figuratively.
short but indeed very intriguing, hope…
"long lonely hourslooking for hope" -looking for it it's hard to find.
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