Thursday, October 14, 2021


This is one of my exercises I call COPYCAT poems - In this case, a rewrite of "America" inspired by Allen Ginsberg's original 1956 "America," but in my own syntax. 

Give me your tired, your poor, 
your huddled masses 
yearning to breathe free
the wretched refuse of your teeming shore
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!

America who are you? 
I thought I knew you. 
Fools gold 
America where are you going? 

America you were never all that great
the stain of slavery your karmic legacy
broken treaties your heartbreak

Who will pick your strawberries  
clean your toilets now
when you build that wall

America this is not a "reality" show
delusions of fat cats who lack empathy
America "You're Fired"

I fear there's no going back
America I deplore your greed
and need to own it all, the refuse of stuff
to make a  buck  

America can we fix this?

Written during the reign of Donald Trump 2017-2021

A Moment of Sahaja

Love Shamelessly

Sounding syllables

Of light, rays

Love Savagely

Break open the cage

Of self-clinging


Love Shamelessly

Your mind swelling

Like an ocean

Your Heart radiating

Lights of liberation

In the great bliss of awakening


Love Shamelessly

Your body vibrating

In union with the luminosity 

Of infinite joy

May all beings join

The cosmic dance of Love


This body that comes and goes

Like exchanging an old coat for a new one

Kye Ho! How wonderful

To be free of it -- Shinning naked 

3:00 AM


Monday, April 12, 2021

Acrostic Poem for Lama Lena's Birthday

 Lama of Supreme wisdom body speech and mind

Abundant with the healing nectar of bodhicitta 

May your life continue to propitiate further

A living fountain of dharma for your


Loyal students to grow

Evermore in maturity 

Nurturing all beings

La La Ho…

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Saturday, June 06, 2020


Dear Readers in Cyber Space.

If you have found yourself on this site, my apology for funky formatting. I am in the process of sorting it all out.

Stay well in these perilous times.

Jacqueline Gens, old lady poet
June 6, 2020

Friday, January 24, 2020

Year of the Metal Rat

Behold the brazen strut 
From high-minded bigmouths
Amid sharp-shooters
And illusory masters of material gain
Smart know-it-alls before lesser peers

Beware that molten hook of unkindness
The sting of your indifference
Your bold lies
As visible as your ratty tail

Take a moment and mingle your mind
In the vast expanse of openness
Simply forget yourself and take
A leap into the greater good

Text by Jacqueline Gens
Illustration by Ingmar Pema Dechen