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Little Death in Zen

Extending thought through time
pushing past frayed veils
steeling in a back
frightful were some days

Days of loss and grief
peal apart to show
breaking in the meaning
as I'm about to flow

The beating of a heart
dies in little deaths
memories from the past
breaking through my chest

Breathing in the eddy's
soaking in the floods
floating to a paradise
blood begins to thud

Passing by of years
causing time to freeze
thoughts die a lonely death
spirit floats the breeze

Gliding through the space
between the here,and the then
all shall be forgotten
as I'm drifting in the zen

— Seren, Aug 01, 2009

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Region, Country: Beyond the Black Stump..Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda, P.K.Page, W.H.Auden, to many and various to include them all ...

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LiquidSunshine

16 years 10 months ago

Loved it :)

I really really like this one :) so easy to read and it flows brilliantly. I'm looking forward to more of your work. Kind regards Talia
Seren

Seren

16 years 10 months ago

Talia !!!

Thank you so much ... I have been working on this one a while now and finslly thought it ready for stream ... *Big Smile* and I am so happy you liked it will be having a read of you again later tonight when the house gets quiet much easier to read then LOL I live in a Zoo with four kids four dogs four cats and one diamond python snake as you can understand its only quiet when they are asleep lol but I love em alll anyhooot LOL Love Jayne x x
Geezer

Geezer

16 years 10 months ago

Little Deaths

I really liked it Jayne, I had a teacher who was big into Zen, and told me that every sleep we had was like a little death and that we were reborn every time we woke. Dreams are like the process of rebirth, or so he said. I don't know if I am making sense, I have to take a nap before chat tonite, but wanted to tell you I liked what you did here. Also posted another gory one that I couldn't get on because of probs. with comp. Busy day, will visit later after nap. L& hugz, Gee.
Seren

Seren

16 years 10 months ago

Gee

thank you for that story I hadnt heard it before and I guess everytime we wake up is a kind of rebirth ... hope your having a good nap ... love and hugz Jayne x x
Seren

Seren

16 years 10 months ago

Kelsey

Yes I did know that petit mort is a french term my mother is french and lives there LOL ...but I didnt mean those little deaths ... now the steeling is meant to be steel and I mean the steeling of ones back re: as one is about to do something or see something frightful .... And the peal ....I dont mean peel as in peeling layers(or slicing) I meant pealing the sound Peal... A series of sounds,as of bells,thunder,&c; a set of bells tuned to each other ; chime -vi to give out a peal :vt to cause to ring or sound ... thats the definition I hope that helps you understand that part of the poem better .... and the apostrophes I was going to fix later had a chat with a friend getting my head round them last night to be honest LOL its something I always have trouble getting my head round what needs it and what doesnt LOL but I had a small leason in them last night so hopefully I wont keep making the same silly mistakes with them (hug) thank you for the read and I am glad you liked this one much love and Hugz Jayne x x