Jessica Bibbee

Posts Tagged ‘home’

20140323

In aphorism on 20140323 at 23:55

The best of opportunities are not without the greatest of compromises.

The peaceful heart can find stillness amidst the chaos, can be at ease in the face of difficulty, is a home unto itself wherever it goes.

Balance cannot be found at the extremes, but is always found by returning to the core, by finding the center. Where balance can be found with outstretched limb, stronger still the core must remain.

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20110404

In aphorism, proverb on 20110404 at 20:03

A bug faces into the wind.

A man with nothing has at least his name.

《home》
the man had no home
just mags with hags and even
his very own name.

20101228

In aphorism, proverb on 20101229 at 22:22

The cloud is free to roam; lo, it has no home.

A camel faces not his own hump.

20101211

In aphorism, haiku, poetry, proverb on 20101211 at 12:49

The fool’s idea of freedom is a world without rules and the fool’s idea of power is to rule the world.

A world without enforcement is but a world without rules.

Freedom must reach all, if it is to touch even one.

The fool love a home without leaving it; the wise love a home by returning to it.

《rainbow》
Lofty and crooked,
united yet divided –
rainbow in the sky.

《wind》
The wind never stops
pausing only to enjoy
the beauty of stillness.

20101011

In aphorism, poetry, proverb on 20101011 at 13:20

Tis less important that you care what others think than that you think to care for others.

《home sweet homing》
blue skies bluing,
white clouds whiting,
fall colors falling.

20100404

In haiku, poetry, rumination on 20100404 at 10:55

What good is syntax, if without semantics?

《old lady packs a sucker-punch》
Manners everywhere
Manners right, manners left
at home.

20090929

In aphorism, proverb on 20090929 at 08:10

The bee that stings never does again.

The wise is aware of his ignorance, but the fool is ignorant even of his awareness.

The smoking hand is an idle hand.

The dreaming mind is a sleeping mind.

Who wears a shoe is never at home.

A lawn seeded is a lawn mowed.

The dry well is a lonely well.

A color is worn in season’s time.

The single ply does not fray.

A ripened fruit falls free from the vine; the immature cling fast.

20090928

In aphorism, proverb, rumination on 20090928 at 21:27

Suppose religion were superstition, that God were a god, that the creator were man.

The dreaming mind is a sleeping head.

Who wears a shoe is never at home.

A lawn seeded awaits a mowing.

The dry well is a desolate well.

A color is worn in a season’s time.

The single ply does not fray.

A smoking hand is an idle hand.

A ripened fruit falls from the vine; lo, the immature cling fast.

20090515

In aphorism, poetry, proverb on 20090515 at 10:29

Who has never left his home, will never know his neighbor

Who has never left his town, will never know a stranger.

Who has never left his own, will never know himself.

20090328

In aphorism, proverb on 20090328 at 15:33

Season a pot, not without heat or smoke high.

Project who you want to be, and that is who you are.

Even the big worm does not tempt a fish with purpose.

The traveler brings clarity home.

Travel allows one to know more clearly the meaning of home, by questioning it.

Why plant a seed, if only to let it thirst?

The truth stands where’er a fool lies.