“Saturday Buddha” painting by Jacky Phaengtho, Thailand. Poem by Aeronwy Thomas, U.K.


Link: http://www.artjacky.com/gallery/Gallery/HomePage


As you say, Ann,
Buddhas were my thing
Long ago
in flower power days
we strewed petals
to honour him
sat in a lotus-like squat
and emptied our minds.
No mantras, no noise,
no distraction
only Buddha
on his plinth and us
with our backs to him
our bottoms raised
on kapok cushions,
contemplating the wall.
Buddha took no offence
and finally broke
the shackles
in my mind
eased my aching joints
and made me –
just by his wooden–
tranquillity –
and would break free
from all that grief.


1 Comment

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s