Showing posts with label tai chi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tai chi. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Lizz Murphy - Poem 328: Open the heart (part I-III)



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OPENING THE HEART

Raising arms (six times)

Mt Bobbara becomes golden
blue shadow streak each rock
etched into the horizon


Open the heart (six times)

out of the old
leaves shine lime
gum blossoms are
ruby pendants



Paint the rainbow (six times each side)

evening light draws
the edges white
cockatoos separate the sky

Part the clouds (six times)

at the foot of Bobbara
a thousand trees the red tips
of new growth

Rolling arms in fixed stance

cockatoos
flakes of cloud keeling
into trees

Rowing the boat in the middle of the lake

you can see the water
tank for the steam trains
ironblack rustbleed
 
Supporting the ball in front of the shoulder

a door
unusual
am I needed

Gazing at the moon

freight train
orange rush


Turning waist and pushing palm

the old bath
weeded
what to plant

Cloud hands in horse riding stance

dandelions close
something invisible
flicks a stem

Scooping the sea & looking at the horizon

ravens
harbingers of myth
they play with our minds


Pushing the tide out

cockatoo
a Christmas ornament
on the neighbouring
oak tree

Flying dove spreads its wings

grey gathering
a dog barks across
the railway track

Punching in horse stance

Mt Bobbara olive
must replace that board
a horse kicked in

The flying wild goose

geraniums
forgot they were in bloom
the rooster is up


The rotating firewheel

grey heron sailing by
neck scrunched

Stepping and bouncing the ball

a bird chips at air
another winds up
for a song

Balancing the chi to close

the guinea fowl
have lost their panic
graze quietly



Practising Shibashi a T’ai Chi/qigong form — with shades of Leonard Cohen (sorry I can’t remember the title of his T’ai Chi poem)




Lizz Murphy - Poem 327: Open the heart (part II)



OPEN THE HEART 
(part ii - Shibashi continued)

Rolling arms in fixed stance

cockatoos
flakes of cloud keeling
into trees

Rowing the boat in the middle of the lake

you can see the water
tank for the steam trains
ironblack rustbleed

Supporting the ball in front of the shoulder

a door
unusual
am I needed

Gazing at the moon

freight train
orange rush

Turning waist and pushing palm

the old bath
weeded
what to plant

Cloud hands in horse riding stance

dandelions close
something invisible
flicks a stem

Scooping the sea & looking at the horizon

ravens
harbingers of myth
they play with our minds


Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Lizz Murphy - Poem 326: Open the heart (Shibashi)



OPEN THE HEART

Raising arms (six times)

Mt Bobbara becomes golden
blue shadow streak each rock
etched into the horizon



































 
Open the heart (six times)

out of the old
leaves shine lime
gum blossoms are
ruby pendants

 

















 















 
Paint the rainbow (six times each side)

evening draws 
the edges white cockatoos 
separate the sky



Part the clouds (six times)

at the foot of Bobbara
a thousand trees the red tips
of new growth


On the first four moves of Shibashi, a T’ai Chi qigong form

Sunday, November 20, 2016

Lizz Murphy - Poem 324: Lotus




LOTUS

Greet the break of day
I didn’t write a poem last night
Turtles swimming in the ocean
Words fallen to the bottom of the sea
Rabbits digging in the snow
I dive for pearls
Fair lady scoops up all the water 
scoop out shells
spreads it across the land
build middens from the empties
It rains on the lotus
and now it pours
the lotus blossoms
the ink runs
sends its roots deep into the mud
draws its own blooms
The wind blows to the north
I blot petals dry
to the south
blow on paper
lifts to the heavens
ink all over my hands
presses to the earth
dark smudges on my face
White cranes flash their wings
Nope - still no flashes of inspiration
the rabbits still digging in the snow
I dive and dig
as we say farewell at the end of the day
My muse sleeps on


The lines in italics are the moves in Lotus a T'ai Chi qigong form.