These poems are my martial arts soul, each one is the result of a meditation. I’m So, So Sorry…..The Lightest TouchThe Silence And Stillness Behind It AllFinding Myself….Breathing With Your BodyThe Tao Through Yin & YangNeigong BalanceSeeing Your SoulOld Man Martial ArtsI Alone Am Still….The Sky Weeps To The EarthTai Chi Is About DepthThe Yin Yang TransitionsThe True PerspectiveLose YourselfNature’s WayThey’re Not Your Friends….The Present Is A PresentLiar, Liar Your Pants Are On FireOld Man On A BenchWinter SunLike Waves On The SeaI Can Beat The Buddha In A Fight!Letting Go…Inside OutI See YouMass SlaughterA Walk In The WoodsThe Eyes Of The DeadA … Continue reading Steve Rowe Poetry
Learning Friendship.. If you want good friends, You have to learn how to be a good friend, It’s a two way street, And good friendship is life’s treasure. Martial arts training brings people together, People of a like mind, Wanting to improve themselves, Together you bleed, laugh and cry. Over the years, some will go wrong, But you cannot let one person, Make you into a twat like them, Remain true and others will take their place. Make acquaintances easily but not friends, Earning respect takes time, The better person you become, The better friends you will have. Friendship takes … Continue reading Learning Friendship..
Most of us are worried about what will happen to us when we die. When all we have to do, Is remember what we were before we were born. What we are now, have always been, And will always be. Where is you immortal soul? Why can’t you feel it now? Of course you can, it rests in your stillness. Stand tall, breathe deep, focus your mind, When the words stop and the body is still, ‘You’ cease to exist – and there it is. It has no name, it permeates everything, Everything within it rises and falls in time, … Continue reading My Immortal Soul..
Between breathing in and out, And between out and in, There is a magic Zen moment, A moment in which we can access infinity. We stop our breath to concentrate. To draw a straight line freehand, To listen intently, Before we pee or poo, And even before we vomit. A moment of perfect Zen. When we meditate, these are our magic moments. Like the pauses between waves rolling in and out. We learn to extend our Zen from these pauses. And how to extend and deepen our breathing. When in combat we can’t match breath to technique. So breathing has … Continue reading The Stopped Breath…
Internal and external has many translations in the Martial Arts, You cannot be one or the other, Because we all have an inside and an outside, If you are more one than the other, you are unbalanced. If you’re taught externally, Your instructor will correct you by how you look on the outside: If you’re taught internally, Your instructor will correct you by how you feel inside. Ideally, you need both. If you train externally, You will utilise the power of emotion, If you train internally, Your mind will be calm and focused. If you train externally, You will use … Continue reading Internal Or External?
I used to think everyone could be a black belt. The ‘way’ was simple; All they had to do was train every day for 3 – 5 yrs, Attend 2 or 3 lessons a week, Pay attention to instruction, And they would make the grade. Over the years I realised that was not true. Many won’t make it as long as they have a hole in their backside. Some are just scared of the responsibility of being good, Some are scared of their spouses and family, Who don’t want a stronger version of them. Some are just so weak willed … Continue reading A Black Belt…
Stick a needle in your eye – that’s suffering. Unrequited love – that’s suffering. Watching loved one’s in pain – that’s suffering. Poverty illness and hunger – that’s suffering. Growing old and ugly – that’s suffering, Not getting what you want – that’s suffering. Getting what you want, that’s suffering… Hang on – how can that be suffering? Because the moment you get it, you try to keep it, That new car as the mileage goes up isn’t new anymore, Every scratch, bit of dirt and use wears it away. You don’t have it – you suffer; You have it … Continue reading Stick A Needle In Your Eye…
The pennants fluttered in the breeze……… the red sun rose from behind the snow capped mountains throwing fearsome shadows among the warriors….. Icy fear gripped my intestines, the heaviness of death chilled everything, the horses reared nervously, snorting out plumes of condensation into the cold air….. Today tempered blades would be severing many a spirit from incarnation and sending them back into the void…..The generals sat motionless astride their mounts like icons of power, their eyes narrowing behind ferocious war masks, maintaining a continuous growl of ‘Ki’ from their Tandens filling the space between us and the enemy with our … Continue reading Death In Battle..
The dead are a part of us. They live in our DNA. The words they uttered are remembered, They are written down, Recorded and filmed. DNA is changed by its environment. Every action, thought and deed is recorded in it, It’s passed down through generations, From the beginning of time. We are a walking record of our forefathers, And everything we have read, saw and heard in this life. When we meditate, we gain mental clarity and sharpness, What we need arises from this bank of information. Innate wisdom resides in all of us, If only we can still the … Continue reading Do The Dead Speak?
Is this heaven or hell? Are the people around you stupid and ignorant? Are they only out for themselves? Are they all cheats and liars? If so, you are in hell. Are the people around you patient and tolerant? Are they kind and supportive? Do you all work as a team in a positive way? Then you are in heaven. Like attracts like. Birds of a feather stick together. You determine whether you are in heaven or hell. It’s your choice. Continue reading Heaven Or Hell