Halloween Poem
I listen now
to poems read by no-one
I hear the sun
has known explosions
we will see tonight – even
thru clouds, magnificent
magic energy dance, Aurora
Borealis
Tonight candles
burning for the dead, their souls
& every tombstone inscription will refract
Heavenly Light, grave matter
Magnetic life, gray clouds swirling
like iron filings. I listen
to the rustle of leaves
Namu Amida Butsu
I invoke thee, Buddha
of Compassion
Halloween Poem
Dear Taigaku.
Your poem made me think about the autumn and the dead. I don't know how to describe it but i like it a lot.
We don't celebrate halloween but we have a day (nov 2nd ) called the souls day. Our ancestors believed that on this day the dead come back to their homes, to their relatives. One has to be kind to them. Candles are lit. This poem reminds me of this day- the sorrow of autumn, the blowing of wind, the memories about the people who have passed away...
Your poem made me think about the autumn and the dead. I don't know how to describe it but i like it a lot.
We don't celebrate halloween but we have a day (nov 2nd ) called the souls day. Our ancestors believed that on this day the dead come back to their homes, to their relatives. One has to be kind to them. Candles are lit. This poem reminds me of this day- the sorrow of autumn, the blowing of wind, the memories about the people who have passed away...