Carpe Diem Tan Renga – Cathy Tenzo’s “the Buddha Himself”
the Buddha himself did not start enlightened he walked the path (Cathy Tenzo) where wisdom can be gathered like blisters on his soles (Björn) — Linked to Carpe Diem […]
the Buddha himself did not start enlightened he walked the path (Cathy Tenzo) where wisdom can be gathered like blisters on his soles (Björn) — Linked to Carpe Diem […]
old beacon hailing all strangers – mind the land (WabiSabi) a shining albatross turns back to sea again (Björn) — Linked to Carpe Diem — November 19, 2013
Originally posted on The voice of collaborative poetry:
Freedom in the surf The day felt like it was frayed… or cut, As one bad moment bled into the next into…
tickling ivories scintillating music sound filling the inner soul (Carol) smells of rose and sandalwood remind me of your voice (Björn) Linked to Carpe Diem — November 18, […]
While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead I played about the front gate, pulling flowers. You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horse, You walked about my […]
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