November 9, 2017
Two years ago, I created 365 haiku as a way of challenging myself to write daily, no matter how few words.
Here are some of my favorites.
Sometimes I feel like the sane lifeboat amidst a sea of lunacy
As the flame of lifeburns, a pattern breaks through theedge of consciousness.
The wake of buried seconds pushes ripples throughthe masses on shore.
The leavings of thoseso ingrained in culturalsettings, taints the ripe
burgeoning thoughts ofpotential. Ever-trapped, the cyclical road is
still traveled, now packaged in appetizing wrapping. Seemingly,
the alteration offers bright, shining hope. The kind you lost when you
realized life was but a phase. Witnessed daily, I cringethinking of the now.
The deliveryof the unforeseen truth ofexistence arrives
in the most mundaneof ways. The resignationexperienced when
ignorance becomes a solid choice rather than stumbled happenstance.
The turbulence forced down as realization startsto creep under the
vulnerable wallsof shoddily stitched rapport that was fraudulent
from the beginning. When eyes glazed with panicdesperately seek
atonement for those misdeeds which began in the past, but will now
move into today. Blink and it all goes away.Shake your head to clear
the frightening thoughts of your own power. Because continuance on
the path of trueawakening is really quite simple. Move not
forward with forwardness in mind. Venture ahead withempathy clutched tight.
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