Sunday Poem #15: Buddhist Chronicles 5

Hiro Boga | December 27th, 2009

BUDDHIST CHRONICLES

5

Yasodhara’s Lament

Tides of grief
through my veins

From this swollen heart into estuaries

I mourn the wrack
to come

I have stored pain like marrow
like treasure in the caves

of my bones

Bloodwaters crash and break
on this spiny shore

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This week’s poem continues the saga of Siddhartha and his family, after he has left home in search of enlightenment.

As always, I’d love to hear your poems, thoughts, feelings and insights on Poetry Sunday. Poems are the call and response of our hearts. Let’s share them and celebrate the love that we are, together.

Category: Buddhist Chronicles, Poetry  

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5 Responses to “Sunday Poem #15: Buddhist Chronicles 5”

  1. painter of blue says:
    December 27, 2009 at 9:07 am

    Beautiful!

  2. painter of blue says:
    December 27, 2009 at 9:28 am

    I went back and read the earlier poems. Amazing. I look forward to reading more. Thanks for sharing them.

  3. Erika Harris (@) says:
    December 28, 2009 at 4:12 am

    Bearer of glory.
    Royal princess.
    Heiress of the Solar Dynasty.
    Single mother.

    If you ask me,
    you were the holy one, Yasodhara…

    …raising your abandoned son
    with a heart gorged with pain
    as you dwelt in the shadows
    of Enlightenment.

    I have little patience for asceticism’s
    impracticality. Shouldn’t epiphanies help
    with the feeding of babies
    and the loving of wives?
    Can’t illumination relieve
    the weight of life and loss?

    Your lamentation is not wasted
    on me, Yasodhara. I see you
    as strong as the very tree
    under which your husband sat.

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    Hiro, I am, again, most grateful to you for opening this gateway… to interact with historical figures who feel so real and present in this poetic vortex.
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