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      A Steep of Tea

      In the hush between palms,steam pens its moist scripture—a rising breath of verdant silence. The bowl warms both hands,like remembered embrace;each sip, a slow return to cloister. Tatami sighs beneath the robe’s rustle,bamboo whisk murmurs devotion—froth of impermanence, foamed time. Outside a...

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      • Beautifully penned, S. Lovely write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

      • I love the whole ceremony of it. Preparing the tea.
        It’s another form of artistic expression in my opinion.
        We have a dojo where I work that was a gift from Japan.
        We have a koi pond too. Yes, the fish are from Japan too.

        It’s very peaceful. Even the pic!

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      Kiss of Silence

      In between words, only breath—unscripted, unspoken—this hush blushes nowas if overhearing itself aloud. Even the gale withdrawsfrom its own roaring,leaves a world slightly ajar,awaiting any consent in being. Two shadows eclipse each other,their touch trembles in restraint,where longing loosens languageand only...

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      Lanterned Script

      In rows of flame and paper breath,each lantern shares its prayer of ink—lines like drifting blossoms burn,float above all hush in evening. The kanji whisper lineage and truth,echoes of artisans in poem;illumine lines black on white,each glow in the know...

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      • I felt that last stanza like a sigh. This is beautifully written. Good to see your words on the page again

      • This is why one must travel. The doorway into inspiration while being surrounded by the culture.
        Japan is on my son’s list , mine too!
        Thank you for sharing:)

      • We remember you waking crazy hours to work in the early morning hours, and this isn’t written to sound like we shared the same bed. This is just something we remembered from DUP. We’re still drooling over all of your travels, but to read you is a trip within itself, tight.

      • Such beautiful imagery–the lanterns feel alive, carrying both memory and impermanence. The poem glows with quiet reverence.

      • Beautifully penned, S. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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      Golden Fracture

      Golden Fractures A Kintsugi Meditation “The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places.”—Ernest Hemingway A vessel once whole—now more itself in breaking.Each crack lacks any confession,each seam gleams ever auric,paints sorrow with gold. Fracture becomes scripture,glazed in the...

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      Point Of View

      Ignorance is bliss amongst the arrogant  Always coloring outside the proper lines Seems every person has a different slant Beautiful flowers covered by thorny vines   Never assume in a world painted with lies It only complicates what seems to be real Dark clouds cluster along...

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      • I don’t like arrogant people, I’m sure most don’t. Trying to get along with them is almost impossible so I don’t try. And being in a band with one can be maddening. I don’t know, often times I wonder if they’re just wounded and like a dog they try to fight the world and everyone in it. It takes patience I guess, and a lot of it to get through and heal those wounds. Whatever. Good one, Damian.

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Tim. So glad you connected with the write my friend. In a band it’s usually toxic in my experience. I think they’re usually overcompensating for something, there is always an insecurity tucked deep inside their heart somewhere. I’m too old to play games anymore. lol. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • I consider myself a peaceful person for the most part and do want people to heal.
        I always wonder what the hell happened. Everyone is born innocent but living can change people.
        Experiences change people. Some grow from it and others don’t and fester.
        As I got older I also learn from observing and knowing when something is a lost cause.

        Enjoyed the read amigo!

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Life is rough for sure, I often think all humans are broken a little bit, it’s kinda a product of time in this world. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • You truly succeed in unlocking new points of view with your brilliant and thought provoking writing, dear Damian! Many people become hard-hearted and bitter, when the storms of life challenge them. But it is never too late to reach their hearts. ‘Aren’t we all beautiful flowers covered by thorny vínes?’ in the end, love will win over arrogance, ignorance and violence!

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Indeed, we are all covered by thorny vines, often beauty does live inside. Thanks for such wonderful commentary. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • I always try to be conscious of the fact that I don’t know another person’s pain. But sometimes I really just want scruff the arrogant ones and tell them “Stop making your damage my trauma!” Wouldn’t do any good anyway. But the urge is there. That arrogance is usually armor. Crack the armor and it crumbles. Then we get to the heaet of the matter. The places you go with your musings, my friend…

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That sounds right to me, that they use arrogance as armor. It usually leads to a breakdown of sorts when that armor cracks. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • That first line really hits–‘Ignorance is bliss amongst the arrogant.’ It sets the tone for such a sharp reflection on how perspective shapes truth. I love how you balance disillusionment with hope–the idea that words and compassion can still open new ways of seeing

        Beautifully penned

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Roma. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’m always trying to find that proper balance between disillusionment and hope. Always enjoy your keen commentary my friend. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • Perfectly poemed my friend .. makes perfect sense and looks so good sitting on this particular page .. which was obviously made for it .. write on brother .. Neville 😎👍👍

      • Damian, this is strong tonic on arrogance. You put the iron to the fire with this without a dull moment in the. You concisely and powerfully express your views and emotions that spill across the page brilliantly.

        John

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