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Tropical Garden Stories: Photography & Poetry 

  Whether located in your backyard, in the English countryside, or at a Japanese Buddhist temple, gardens give us a feeling of belonging. The overwhelming connection with the natural world awakens our senses, comforts our souls, and cleanses our minds. Replenished, most of us wish not to leave. In the garden, time is well spent.  

In My Garden

Moving

About nature

The aroma

The taste

Following

Growth sprouting

Working

Trimming fresh decay

Emulating life

Garden changes all

  The poems in this eBook are short stories from the garden. As ‘The Hermit Poet’s mind flows, he observes his surroundings.   Foreword by Carioca da Gema    

Contents

1 – Cover page

2 – Foreword

3 – Credits

4 – Contents

Uneven numbers from 5 to 89 – Photography

Even numbers from 6 to 88 – Tropical garden poetry

90 to 95 – Zen – Rock Garden Stories

96 to 105 – Vegetable Garden Stories

106 to 109 – The Whimsical Wise Bamboo

110 & 111 – Who is The Hermit Poet?

   

Tropical Garden Stories

Poetry & Photography

The Hermit Poet

Published by Edge of Humanity Magazine

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Poetry by ‘The Hermit Poet’

Photography by ‘The Hermit Poet’

© 2018 Edge of Humanity LLC

265

Sushi Bar

Ginza, Tokyo

Sitting next to me

The Japanese Gastroenterologist said

 “I could make much more money working in America, but cannot take the food.”

Thinking for a moment

Taking another sip of my sake

I said

“I fully understand

Japan’s outstanding cuisine

Has also ruined me”

The Gastro then said

“I’m doctor

Eat

Drink

I pay”

260

Garbage Piles up on the curb

Filthy

Filthy

Filthy

All that is heard

The beggar sleeps hidden in the alleyway

Feed people fear

So they obey

Crawling

Out of the sewer

 Politicians

Offer promises

But only give manure

Internet

Tracks every move

All thoughts known

Carry a smartphone

Constantly watched

Never completely alone

Dumb down population into mediocrity

Take away paper currency

Pay electronically

Total control is the elite’s philosophy

259

Lazy Saturday afternoon

Opening a bottle of pinot noir

Listening to opera

Chopping garlic

Fresh garden basil, oregano, and rosemary

Mushrooms, onions, and peppers

Vine ripe home-grown tomatoes

Ground sirloin

Sausage

Simmering

Hour after hour

Occasionally

I stir the pot

Contentment

Making homemade spaghetti sauce

253

My car broke down today

Received

A high interest

Payday loan

No catching the bus

The mechanic

Will get paid

I work

For a dollar more

Than minimum wage

Scared

Lose sleep

 About becoming homeless

Only a couple lost paychecks away

Eat no name can or box dinners everyday

I’m told

To put money aside

For my old age

Not in prison

But

Trapped

In a cage

243

The prosperous

Old man

Sitting

Behind

His

Oversized

Luxurious

Desk

Meticulously

Crushing

His cigarette

Into the ashtray

Looked at me and said

“Kid

Success is easy

If you desire it

Some do

Some do not

Some are afraid of success

All the self-help

Mumbo Jumbo

Only goes so far

Put

Horse blinkers on

March, March, March

And

March some more

Until

Every muscle

Cannot move anymore”

240

Shattered eye glasses

Nothing makes sense anymore

Ice thawing

Below my feet

Trying to keep alive heartbeat

You offer me a weathered map

We both know

It is a trap

Speak louder

I’m having trouble hearing

You say I should follow society’s rules

What for?

All I find is locked doors

238

They come to Miami

 Purchase a multi-million dollar condo or two

The area has magnificent views

They do not put deed in their name

Setting up a shell company

Is how they play this game

Funds wired

From

Hong Kong, Istanbul, Sao Paulo or Dubai

Lawyers

Many times

Do not ask why

Push it out the door

All involved

Make out on this score

They wash the illicit cash

The corrupt

  In the future

May have to leave motherland

FAST

233

Goodbye

I must go now

Do not offer me anymore rainbows

Dreams full of horror

Mind in disorder

Voodoo priestess

Has poisoned my soul

Constant sleepless nights

Heart has turned black

I must go back

Purchased ticket to Haiti

Will locate the lady

Submit to her demand

Become her man

232

Snip Snip

Snip Snip Snip

The barber

His shop

Located on a luxury avenue

Some wealthy patrons

Would discuss a stock or two

No ordinary conversation mind you

Just juicy

Trading knowledge

He was privy too

Blue Chips

Small Caps

Bull Markets

Bear Markets

Decades gone by

Never married

Diligently

Investing every extra cent

Watching his portfolio

Climb up to the sky

One day

The barber died

Accumulating a sizable estate 

No family

No close friends

No one knew

No one to give the money too

Snip Snip

Snip Snip Snip

230

The father

Told his young son

“Here is a box of fresh picked grapefruit

Haul the fruit in your wagon

Go door to door

Keep going until all sold”

The boy

Did as he was told

Spending a few hours

Going house to house

Until all the grapefruit were gone

The father

Did not tell his son

That he priced the citrus so cheap

Many people would buy the fruit

Lessons learned:

    1. Self-confidence-believe in ability
    2. Do not quit until job done