Tuesday, 24 September 2013

A few Zen Poems



Ping Pong cicada song
Pong ping on a butterfly’s wing
Raindrops fall in to a swimming pool
Such is life

 



 








Monday is not
A good sandwich day
In Uzes
Remain calm in
The face of
Adversity




 






In the gallery
The paintings smiled at each other
Over our shoulders
Perhaps amused
By our impermanence







Cicadas chatter
Bird laments
Cat creeps
And I am still confused



 










 
What makes you you
Is special and unique
Even the rubbish bits


 


 













We are branded
From baby-grow
To wooden overcoat
In this world of hoardings
It’s difficult to see
A small sign
That reads
Branding removed
Here









Black and white photos -Holkga 135
Colour photos - Kodak Disposable