Wednesday, June 14, 2017


Marie Bortolotto 2017


Random Free Form Haiku
by Marie Bortolotto 2017




Perhaps I shall walk
all day?

- Marie Bortolotto



I'm not afraid
of silence.

- Marie Bortolotto 2017



Don't waste a moment
thinking.

- Marie Bortolotto



One crow searching for a worm.

- Marie Bortolotto



I long to roam.

- Marie Bortolotto



I don't know.
I just don't know.

- Marie Bortolotto



Is there some path I should be on?

- Marie Bortolotto




Have I lost my way?
Or is this the Way?

- Marie Bortolotto



Remember
to listen.

- Marie Bortolotto



A white hat.

- Marie Bortolotto


The clouds
have moved in.

- Marie Bortolotto



Where can I go?
...just keep walking.

- Marie Bortolotto


I wander
because I am free.

- Marie Bortolotto

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Wednesday, May 31, 2017

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Nothing is better than getting free
but freedom is not luck.

- Shiwu (Stonehouse) Zen Monk 14th c.




Wednesday, May 17, 2017

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This body's lifetime is like a bubble's

by Shiwu (Stonehouse) 14th C. Zen Monk Hermit

This body's lifetime is like a bubble's
may as well let things go
plans and events seldom agree
who can step back doesn't worry
we blossom and fade like flowers
we gather and part like clouds
earthly thoughts I forgot long ago
withering away on a mountain peak


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Monday, May 15, 2017

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To glorify the way what should people turn to
to words and deeds that agree
but oceans of greed never fill up
and sprouts of delusion keep growing
a plum tree in bloom purifies a recluse
a patch of potatoes cheers a lone monk
but those who follow rules in their huts
never see the way or get past the mountain

 Shiwu (Stonehouse) 14th c. Zen Monk Hermit










































Thursday, May 11, 2017

Artwork by Marie Bortolotto 2017

Scorpion tails and wolf hearts overrun the world
everyone has a trick to get ahead
but how many smiles in a lifetime
how many moments of peace in a day
who knows a toppled cart means try another track
when trouble strikes there is no time for shame
this old monk isn't just talking
he's trying to remove your obstacles and chains

- Stonehouse, 14th Century Zen Monk Hermit

Wednesday, April 19, 2017


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Last Night As I Was Sleeping

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that a spring was breaking
out in my heart.
I said: Along which secret aqueduct,
Oh water, are you coming to me,
water of a new life
that I have never drunk?

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures.

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that a fiery sun was giving
light inside my heart.
It was fiery because I felt
warmth as from a hearth,
and sun because it gave light
and brought tears to my eyes.

Last night as I slept,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that it was God I had
here inside my heart.

- Antonio Machado, Spanish Poet 1875 - 1939

A Dream Within a Dream

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

-Edgar Allan Poe, American Writer 1809 - 1849