Patterns and Dust

Passing through eternity,
Through the cycles of infinity.
Things grow and flourish,
Decay and die,
Each end a beginning,
Each beginning and end,
Sometimes the same end,
The same beginning.

Circles and cycles of history,
Repeating, rhyming:
Patterns in the fog,
Order in the chaos,
A lotus flower in the swamp.

11/16/17

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Paths

Paths cross in the woods
And merge into one.
World weary travelers
Share each other’s company,
Pool their resources,
And restore their strength.
The paths fork in two
Out on the plains.

Perspective

“Thou art a little soul bearing about a corpse, as Epictetus used to say”
– Marcus Aurelius, translated by George Long

Life is short;
The Universe is forever:
An ocean swallowing
The teardrops of human existence,
Born a thousand eons
Before our earliest ancestors
Had drug themselves from
The primordial ooze.
So long ago that
Only God was there
To witness the blessed event.
Though, perhaps, even He
Is too young to recall the day.

A dozen millennia after
Our great-great-grandchildren
Have become dust
Blown on the solar winds,
It will still be here,
Waiting patiently
For its appointment with Death
At the other end of Eternity.

19 July 1999

Living (Haiku)

Green leaf canopy
Wild nature living; thriving
Peaceful stillness flows

7/18-7/19/17

This is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge – #Haiku #Tanka #Haibun: CALM & WILD. I substituted “stillness” for “calm.”

Content (Senryu)

Pleased to be alive
Gardening in the hot sun
Grieving not its end.

6/6/17

This senryu (aka a “human haiku”) is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 36 – HAPPY & SAD. I subsituted the synonyms “Pleased” and “Grieving” for “Happy” and “Sad”

Hunter and Prey (a Tanka)

Eyes glow in the dark
Dead twigs crack under footfall
The prey hears nothing
The circle of life must close
Sharp clean claws will finish it.

5/9/17

My response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 33 – CLEAN & SHARP

Life (a double tetractys)

Life
begins
in darkness,
grows in the light:
developing, evolving, flourishing.
aging, decaying; systems breaking down.
Life always ends
in darkness
and in
death.

4/15/17

Poem #17 for National Poetry Writing Month (aka #NaPoWriMo)

This is my second attempt at at tetractys and my first double-tetractys.

Where did it go?

Where did it all go,
Day by day in steady flow,
Swept away by the river’s currents
Lifeguard warnings are poor deterrents,
Yesterday a baby on my knee
Content, ignorant of your destiny.
If you’d known, could you’ve changed it?
If able, would you’ve exchanged it?

Did you know it would end this way,
Dread the coming of this wicked day,
When your mother Frigg’s tears wept,
As your body the undertaker prepped?

3/20/17

Planting Seeds (Haiku)

Seeds planted in dirt
Thrust into Jorð’s fertile womb
Water brings new life

3/20/17

This haiku is my first entry for Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 26 – EARTH & WATER. I substituted Jorð (the name of the Old Norse Earth Goddess. Pronounced “Yorth” (th as is father)), whose name is related to the modern word “Earth.”

The Circle Must Close (a tanka)

Every ending
Leads to a new beginning
The last shall be first
The new grows out of the old
Life will always follow death

12/27/16

This poem is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Prompt Challenge #14 – LAST & NEW

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