the sun loved the moon

Let me tell you something I know 

perhaps a tough thing to learn 

when your child dies you are ready to die too 

life loses meaning 

maybe you can come back to yourself 

and maybe not 

but that first moment of realization 

is like a bullet my friend 

just like a bullet right in the heart 

I know

james lee jobe 

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Written on a Wall at Summit-Top Temple

Staying the night at Summit-Top Temple,

you can reach out and touch the stars.

I venture no more than a low whisper,

afraid I’ll wake the people of heaven.

Li Po, 701-761 CE

Hal Ketchum, Past The Point Of Rescue

chanting the names of the intelligent things

Light of the universe, give us the names of all the intelligent things. 

Write them out with stars in the winter sky at night. 

Whisper them in the music of an ice-cold creek     

flowing swiftly over white rocks. for our part, 

we will memorize the names and tell our children, 

who will later tell their own children. 

Generation after generation that chant the names 

of the intelligent things, that thank the light of the universe, 

and, in fact, move through their nights and days giving thanks. 

For so we should.

james lee jobe

(earlier version previously in Chiron Review)

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The ocean of suffering is immense, but if you turn around, you can see the land. 

Thich Nhat Hanh

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Haiku

Dawn is beautiful

because nothing has gone wrong yet....

Wait,  where's my coffee?

james lee jobe

I thought I would be understood without words.

Vincent van Gogh

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And the sun loved the moon so much that she died every evening to let him have the sky to share with only the stars.

james lee jobe

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