Tag: Muse in the Morning

May 26 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

The cosmos is beginningless,

and in its movement from phase to phase

it is governed only by the impersonal, implacable law

of arising, change, and passing away.

–Bhikkhu Bodhi, Introduction to The Dhammapada

Phenomena VII: changing

Seeking to Connect

Be the Change

If we strive to live

as if the world

was as we wish it

to be

perhaps it will become

like that

“But that’s the way things are,”

says the crowd

That thinking is

what keeps our lives

this world

our relationship to this world

rigidly unchanging

So we resist…

try to eradicate

that mode of thought

try to keep flicking

some switches

hoping that more

lights will illuminate

searching for a trigger

to ignite

the cascade effect

that will bring

the change we desire

It starts inside

each of us

with those things

we can really control

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 26, 2008

May 25 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

May the evil man become good

and may the good man find peace.

May he who has peace become free

and may he who is free make others free.

–ancient, traditional prayer of India

Phenomena VI: praying

Sun

Reflections

New dawns

have come and gone

The years assembled

Decades folded

upon themselves

Time dwindles

Could once

just once

before I…

just once

while I…

one precious time

could such a dawn

bring forth

a better day,

one not ending

in horror

Could there be

some glorious light

before darkness

falls again

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–February 5, 2008

May 22 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

Dharma is the support of the earth.

Born of compassion and kindness.

It patiently holds the thread

Of creation together.

Understand this and become a person of Truth.

–Sri Guru Nanak Dev, Hymn 16, Japji Sahib

Phenomena V: Truth

Art Link

At the Nub

Truth

Stripped

of pretense

scraped down

to the nub

bathed in

the acid

of reality

Truth

is coated by

no varnish

No twisting

spinning

bending

stretching

can alter it

Truth is inviolate

but there are many

pretenders

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 12, 2008

May 21 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

Listening is a lamp that dispels the darkness of ignorance.

–Arya Sura, Jatakamala

(aka Garland of Birth Stories

aka Once the Buddha Was a Monkey)

Phenomena IV: listening

Evaporation

Inattentive

I spent much of my life

speaking in paragraphs

to people who had difficulty

waiting

for the end of a sentence

before breaking in

to change the subject

to talk about them

their thoughts

not mine

which lay unfinished

by the side

of the conversation

with my ideas

drifting away

somewhere

probably forgotten

if not evaporating

into nothingness

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–February 6. 2008

May 20 2009

Since there are quite a few noobs…

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

Muse in the Morning

Once upon a time long, long ago, this blog was started and needed some daily features so that it wouldn’t appear stale and all. On Monday, September 10, 2007 this feature first appeared with the name it has now, Muse in the Morning, after appearing twice at the end of the previous work week with a concept but no name.

Through the magic of auto-publishing, it has appeared at least five days a week ever since then…at 6:00am eastern/3:00am pacific.

It has changed a bit over time. The original “outside” is on the flip. Please consider it an invitation to join in.

May 20 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

The comprehension of self, that is the Beyond of all dharmas.

–Siddhartha Gautama, The Questions of Suvikrantavikramin

Phenomena III: delving

Film at 11

Froth

Deep down below

past even the words

are ideas and concepts

normally unthought

except by the weird

unkempt minds

of those who dare

to be different

Whipped creaminess

of dangerous notions,

syllables expressed

too rarely

and more seldom heard,

whizzes by faster

than can normally

be sensed

Grabbing on

to a possibility

I was taken downward

further than

imagination

could conceive

There is truth here

There is more

wherever I look

And who wanted

to be normal

anyway

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–December 28, 2007

May 19 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

The Dharma is the truth that all natures are pure.

–Bodhidharma, Treatise on the Two Entrances and Four Practices

Phenomena II: enticing

Strings

Semantic String Theory

Letters are scrambled

syllables sewn together

words aligned

into strings

thoughts condense

out of nothingness

and are arranged

into meaning

Sometimes

they vibrate

with Truth

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–February 3, 2008

May 18 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

Dharma upholds both this-worldly and the other-worldly affairs.

–Krishna, the Mahabharata

Phenomena I: inhaling

Lurking

Blueprint

A notion

and intention

initially

Ideas congeal

words emerge

slide into place

some locked

some fit

to be tumbled

pliantly capable

of movement

until unity forms

Structural collapse

conceptual disintegration

and verbal desertion

are neighbors

skulking

on the other side

of walls too thin

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 18, 2008

May 15 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

An Opened Mind XXXVIII

Film at 11

And who wanted

to be normal

anyway

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–December 28, 2007

May 14 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

An Opened Mind XXXVII

Art Link

Doorway

Mort

At some instant

one day

the words will cease to flow

their creator (or vessel)

having passed through

the Door

between herenow

and therethen

The words left behind

the ideas they expressed

the actions they instigated

will be all

that remains

to weigh the meaning

of this particular existence

Regret is extinguished

if the words

have expressed

peacefulness

concern and care

and a life lived well

–Robyn Serven

–September 21, 2007

May 13 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

An Opened Mind XXXVI

Art Link

Butterfly

Just Wondering

Just because

I’m gendered differently

than other people,

why must I

surrender my feelings,

check my sensitivity

at the door

like an oversized overcoat,

just so a few

can repeat their

unfunny jokes

and pokes

at people like me,

because after all

there is nothing

funnier in their minds

than someone like me?

Not a real woman…

Not a real man…

What does that

even mean?

And why does

it even matter?

And why do people

just stand around

and silently

watch it happen?

Are they chuckling

to themselves

because they agree?

I wonder.

Beyond toleration

and acceptance

lie support

and defense.

Which will die first,

bigotry

or me?

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–November 29, 2005

May 12 2009

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

An Opened Mind XXXV

Art Link

Layers

Transference

You keep telling me

what I think

— like you would know?

How is that appropriate?

I am told by you

that I must be motivated

by self-interest alone

like you and

(you aver)

everyone

But it is not so

It angers you that

I deny your claim

maybe because you assume

I must believe that

I am better than you

No such thing

do I believe

But the truth of it all

seems to be

that you apparently do

believe your philosophy

is lacking

if your attitude

is any measure

And isn’t that

a kick in the butt?

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–January 5, 2007