Lew’s Learning.
Your learning wasn’t a comfort to you.
Your knots and navigation
didn’t cut it
in the end,
when
you had to navigate out of life.
Such tricky waters of tide and eddies
to trace a path
from life to life,
old to new.
But your learning never helped.
You had the Tibetan Book (at bedside)
Did that help?
Maybe you didn’t read
long or hard enough.
We all must navigate
those currents,
swift and swirling.
Will my learning help?
Each day I throw you a death line
of sweet smelling incense you loved.
Do you catch it?
Do you smell and know
or
are you hooked like a fish?
Tied to unreality
of longing,
of junk moulding?
Pirate treasure,
stacked floor to ceiling
in your storage shed,
in your mind.
Be free
old friend,
be free.
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I'm a Chaplain at Townsville's hospitals and also teach Calm Abiding Meditation to any one who's interested.
I have facilitated Calm Abiding Meditation for soldiers with post traumatic stress disorder and find this an amazing experience.
I work part time as an usher at Townsville's Civic Theatre and get to see some great plays and musicals, as well as some not so great, school speech nights!
(Unbelievably, this theatre has the highest seat occupancy rate of any theatre in Australia.)
I also work as an invigilator at the local Uni. (bet that's got you looking for your dictionaries!)
A group of writers ('My Crazy Artist Friends') gives me live fed back on my poems.
They are the survivors of Writers in Townsville Society (WITS) of which I was president /secretary for over ten years.
I enjoy writing poetry and am grateful to my grade 12 English teacher, Mrs Grimmer for coaxing the dead poets off the page and into the class room.
Hope you enjoy reading my work.
Stay happy, keep reading,
Phil Heang.
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