tired monk on wrestling

novices rolling
circles of grassy clinches
twisting in tightening holds

robes sweat soaked torn

neighbour: in brow knit anger...
you let them wrestle?

tired monk laughs...

what are we?

what are we not?
we are fighters
body vs soul




thanks to Erin and the Dox

a gathering of broken saints

Francis and his creatures

dishonoured Christopher

blessed Patrick

the tired Monk

and crazy St. Jack

sit, chat, laugh

as little Teresa's flowers

fall

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tired monk chains

i)

entropy chains swing

ice metal cold

under grey skies

ii)

metal on metal
a steady clink
no clear cling
of temple bells

iii)

paths, gates, trees all locked
chained ghost tight
novices climb
tear robes
flee

iv)

novices caught
prying locks
the tired monk joins
rending links

some locks must be broken

fifty years

i)

faux art deco blue bricks


pushing asphalt down
fifty years of heavy cracking

ii)

up front  - prim grass trimmed
halls fresh in hospital white
out back  - rusty cages, burning pages



...happy big 5-0 HHS

work door

this work door
this daily portal
think paint, rusty, splattered,

heavy
as any temple door

forest dragon

young monks tackle
little ghosts

but

run to the master
on forest dragon nights







...find the forest dragon...

on the pitch

on the pitch
novices smash
muscle and blood
in the steady rain

jerseys tear
throaty yells echo

sweat and rattled teeth

a try