Coconut, sewing machine, hyena laughter
Small talk, broken light vegetables green life
Where do you stay, asked man.
I stay in blue sky
Is it a hotel? A guesthouse? No it is blue sky.
Pure land poetry
Jazz poem
Visuals
Passing through
Professional stranger
Ghost Other
Eye hand heart – two won’t do
Show up sit awhile smile draw meditate on emptiness
Witness point line shadow less form
Imagination
Observation
Experience
Rhythm of place
Diamond mind wisdom
Women lay out golden chains
Men yak in phones
Gleaming significance weighs inlaid rubies, sapphires
Black Nil stones harvested from deep Earth
Glitter like 1000 stars
Path leads past mannequins
Wearing fashionable silent plastic splendor
Unloading facsimiles of threaded prayers flowing from a woman’s mouth
Answer stirs ice
Question stabs ice
Scientific dissolution in liquid’s formless form
Shy beyond description
- a girl weighs lettuce hills
- cucumbers whisper adjustments
- cell phone eliminates an old man's loneliness
- a sharp hatchet congratulates bloody meat
- a woman stabs ice memories
- dead dog’s head rests on a counter
Ice coffee is bitter sweet my sweet
Hammock infant swings high/low
Contemplating an old woman
Stepping through puddles carrying a plastic bag with two tomatoes, mushrooms, onions, daily bread
Eye contact dissolves in the wake up
Sing song chopsticks carry an infant
Wide-eyed catastrophic entropy factoid
Glimmering cube of melting ice
Language of chopsticks
Incense smoke curls
Passing reflections
In death’s mirror
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Street photographer works the image
Subject - light- composition
Move like a ninja
Geometry angles
Follow the light
Performance art
Yes, poetic words from Grow Your Soul, a self-published book of poems, ramblings and journal notes from Laos.
You can hear a taste of wisdom.
Thanks for listening.
Khmer woman 70 in wheelchair
Dances her smile
Extends worn plastic basket
Grateful for .50
Her smile a fragrance
Beauty remembers graciousness
Facial treatment waxes poetic
Edges of bi-lingual tongues express calligraphy
Older now a Khmer woman
Still carries a bathroom weight scale
Around Siem Reap
Step on it
Small money enough for rice
Strangers destined to wait
Confront their deepest fears
At the intersection of Courage & Creativity
The menu is not the meal
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