Poems of Death and Rebirth 2025

By Wy’East Sangha members

New Year’s Day -
everything’s in blossom!
I feel about average.”
— Kobayashi Issa, 1819
It was a really bad day but also a good day. I handed him over into the Wild Blue Yonder. But it wasn’t me. So this is death.
— Trish Carroll
All my life I’ve put words between us.
Now we can really get to know each other!
— Emilie Teiko Cartoun
‘It was so simple, how can it be personal?’, my dog asked.
— Muji Crighton
Kookaburras calling, laugh
Waking the neighbourhood after dawn
Welcome a New Year to history
After a pride in old acquaintance
Was celebrated and goes
Happy hearts slumber in their own time
— Peter DeGraaff
Laughter together.
Night falls.
The mystery revealed.
— Lexy Dillon
A purring cat
knows the Way
content
and present
— Shintai Dungay
Waiting for daylight,
open to whatever comes,
hidnig’s not an option
breath flows easily,
each moment matters
trusting awareness.
— Ruth Ann Homen
I walk the soft sand.
Waves of time wash marks away,
Surf’s roar erases.
— Bob Kempter
Tears of grief unshed.
Tears of joy.
— Bruce Shokai Ryan
Leading a life of adventure,
the closer I came to death
the more alive I feel.
— Rick Wheeler