Pete's Poetry

Everyday is a Journey
and the journey itself is home.
~ Matsuo Batso

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Posted by in My Travels, Poems

We only ask that in your readings
of this, the play and all proceedings,
be now thus of Theban mind
and unto gods so be kind.
Knowing that the gods are real
as the Greeks of old did feel,
lest thou must in fear conceal
thine own little Achilles heel.


A Missionary Man’s Monarchy

Posted by in My Travels, The East

An Ode to Allen

Steeped in 500 years of Confucianism
The heritage of a dynastic Yi hermitage
Indoctrinated its population in the prism
Of expanding stasis, getting on in age.

Here begins the story of Horace
As he happed on the hapless case
Of Kojong and his hermit race
In a time of encroaching barbarians and Yi’s passing grace…



Posted by in My Travels, The East

I remember following up the long incline
Of cement stairs
Along the steep sided alleyway
To the peak of our expression
And the open expanse…

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