Sunday, December 26, 2021

THREE OLD MONK POEMS (90) 


SO MUCH

So much
that I would

like to
but not enough

that I can,
the old monk

complained.

~

SOMETIMES

Sometimes
he understands

he doesn't
understand,

the old monk said.
Sometimes

he doesn't.

~

SOMETIMES I'M LUCKY

Sometimes I'm lucky
to find my way to breakfast,
the old monk admitted.

~



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