Poetry for the Inner Ear

Original Haiku If I forget the Lord let my lyre be broken: sacred poet Shore to shore lord's kingdom- vernal bees murmur here 20,000 species of bees only four make honey: chosen few Entrenched behind sombre defences poet all the time Difficulties within devils without: monopolies and cartels Four thousand microbes live in our blood vessels; reconcilements T.S. Eliot: eastern thought and myths collective unconscious Rocks and hills: from God is deep calm sent enchantment prevails My pocket picked by cheats: there were five haiku in it Be subject to every one ever seek the lowest place: warbling soul Thou art my home truth of my song: virgin most venerable Mud-gods of  materialism money-media-muscle power trouble my haiku

The Haiku Music Base of the hill In the deep woods: Shaman is here Jesus grants me spiritual alchemy Secret blooming in all his grace In all his greatness Highest sweetest life With Christ our helper- Abide in Christ, the sinless one Dewy mountains Meditate more deeply than a zen monk sound of rain Tibetan bells State of bliss I put a price Of the temple Beyond money Find the ultimate Through the immediate Internal alchemy Chinese chana Sanskrit dhyana: Zen Metanarratives dissolve Amd empty signals Postmodernism Chaos insurmountable Postmoderns play Within the ruin Rose and lily Angels in disguise- Sacred shadow Lullaby of Nibbling sheep: Breeze whispers Politics: Unscrupulously Dog-eat-dog Cartels Monopolies Miscarriage Civilization Is plague- Conservatism Inimical Nationalistis Prejudiced Persevere in the cross Suffer, serve-not govern Paradise is here Fettered person Shudders- slavery