23 Sunday Sep 2012
Posted in Buddhism, Daily life, Poetry
Learn to keep quiet,
and learn to keep still,
‘cause no one can hear you,
and nobody will.
Learn to be silent,
and watch what you say,
it’s not all about you,
it’s not, ‘Alex Day’.
No one is interested,
in all that you do,
no one is bothered,
except, maybe you?
© Shhh… 23.09.2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
dropped blue (Photo credit: renwest)
20 Thursday Sep 2012
Posted in Buddhism, Deep Stuff!, Poetry
I fear I have broken me,
there is no going back;
I’ve wandered too far,
down this treacherous track.
I strayed here, eyes open,
and couldn’t return,
conditions remaining,
the habit is firm.
I dream of a future,
where I am alone,
asleep with eyes open,
conditioning gone.
© Bad Habits 20.09.2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
English: “The removal of the cracked melting pot” (1884), painting by Constantin Meunier (1831-1905) Royal Museum of Fine Arts, Brussels, Belgium (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
18 Saturday Aug 2012
Posted in Buddhism, Deep Stuff!, Humour, Poetry
Tags
Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Buddhism, Ego, envy, greed, hatred, judgement, pity, poetry, Prapancha, recipe, righteous indignation, soup, woe is me
Take a cup of envy,
and mix it with some greed,
season it with hatred,
then add some, woe is me!
Plus one spoon of ego,
marinade in pity,
righteous indignation,
will make the mixture pretty.
Make a quick snap judgement,
blend it with assumption,
now, Prapancha Soup,
is ready for consumption!
© Prapancha Soup 18/08/2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
English: Beetroot soup with vegetables and hard-boiled eggs, Sanok (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
21 Saturday Jul 2012
Posted in Buddhism, Deep Stuff!, Poetry
Tags
Buddhism, compassion, contentment, Dharma, poetry, rebirth, spiritual death
Dharma wheel (Photo credit: Triratna Photos)
Shattered in pieces,
and thrown on the floor,
cast off the shards,
I’m needing no more.
Pick up the remnants,
still shining with glory,
cherish and nurture,
to conclude the story.
Stick them together,
and fill in the gaps,
with glue of the Dharma,
to fill in the cracks.
Little by little,
polish and buff,
shine with compassion,
but that’s not enough…
Sanding the carcass,
shave off the excess,
contentment and calm,
shows nature’s egress.
Refine the mind,
and open the heart,
continue reflecting,
we’ve made a good start.
© Rebirth 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
10 Tuesday Jul 2012
Posted in Acrostic, Buddhism, Deep Stuff!, Love, Poetry
Tags
acrostic, adamantine, archetype, death, noble, poetry, purity, spiritual death, Vajrasattva, vow
Vision of purity
Adamantine Noble Lord
Jewel in the lotus
Revered for your calm
Assuredly present beyond
Space or time
A cleanser of Death – Oh
Tantric delight
Turning my heart to
Visualise you, always so present
A sacred shared vow
© Vajrasattva 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Vajrasattva Buddha with Bell (Ghanta) and Thunderbolt (Vajra), Tibet, 18th century (Photo credit: opacity)
07 Saturday Jul 2012
Posted in Buddhism, Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Love, Poetry
Tags
calm, compassion, longing, loss, love, memories, poetry, reminiscence, wisdom
![Graveyard [1]](https://i0.wp.com/farm2.static.flickr.com/1305/4696731619_d8e2fd4d73_m.jpg "Graveyard [1]")
Sitting in the gardens,
admiring flower beds,
will you still remember me,
when I am long dead?
Reflections on my past life,
no longer hurt my heart,
for they are now just stories,
from which I am apart.
Mental chatter ceases,
calm imbues my soul,
wisdom and compassion,
start to make me whole.
Although I’m reminiscing,
of all that never was,
I still miss you dearly,
no reason just – because…
© When I am Dead 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Graveyard [1] (Photo credit: Simon Cocks)
30 Saturday Jun 2012
With knitted Kasas,
we’re on retreat,
we’re not in the Order,
but we’ve reserved a seat!
We’re not a Chapter,
not quite yet,
we’re just a paragraph –
On your marks get set!
© Julie’s Poem 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
30 Saturday Jun 2012
Posted in Buddhism, Deep Stuff!, Humour, Poetry
Tags
Buddha, Buddhism, Dharma, enlightenment, poetry, quest, Sangharakshita, Worldly Winds
I’ve bought my ticket,
I’m going 1st Class!
Setting out on this quest,
on this lives long path.
My past is a story,
an interesting read,
but I’m leaving my baggage,
of which I don’t need.
I look through the window,
recognise all I see,
the Buddha land scenery,
familiar to me.
The weather is clement,
worldly winds have calmed,
the passengers valiant,
Dharma Sister’s at alms.
I’m enjoying the journey,
no rush to get there;
with guide book in hand,
and the wind in my hair!
We stop at the station,
other travellers alight,
we’re sharing this vision,
Enlightenment in sight.
©1st Class!! 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
30 Saturday Jun 2012
Posted in Buddhism, Deep Stuff!, Love, Poetry
Tags
compassion, enlightenment, harmony, mirror, poetry, pure, reflection, Stream Entry
I look in the mirror,
and what do I see?
A face staring back,
that’s simply not me.
I open my heart,
and what do I find?
A limitless space,
compassionate and kind.
I open my mouth,
and what tumbles out?
Harmonious words,
with truth and no doubt.
I search in my head,
what goes on in there?
A radiant mind,
pure, like clear mountain air.
© Reflections 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Matterhorn (4,478 m, Walliser Alps, East side) mirrored in Riffelsee, photograph taken from shore of lake Riffelsee. Français : Le mont Cervin (4 478 m, est des Alpes Valaisannes) se reflète dans le Riffelsee. Photo prise sur la berge du lac. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
30 Saturday Jun 2012
Posted in Buddhism, Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Poetry
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I am a block of stone,
in the process of being,
carved by Dharmic hands,
Bodhisattvas and Buddhas create,
the future potential, to be.
I am not that of marble,
Cold, flashy and fragile,
nor that of sandstone,
easy to carve, easy to crumble,
neither am I flint stone,
hard, impenetrable, unyielding.
I am just good old stone –
nothing special.
The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas,
Carve my features,
Chip by grain,
they shape my,
future form.
Potential,
I can,
attain!
© Just Being 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Prince Siddhartha Gautama (Gautama Buddha) with moustache (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Worldly Winds 