Contemplating pain and wonder…
Crack Of A Bat
The crack of a bat
Or the sound of small arms fire
Putting my ribs back
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From – A Warrior’s Battles: Poems of Struggle – (aWIP)
The things you think of in the middle of trauma… Sound familiar…?
Contemplating fear and being alive…
Never More Alive
Adrenalin’s breath
Never more alive than now
Nearly scared to death
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From – A Warrior’s Battles: Poems of Struggle – (aWIP)
Share your story and maybe I can write a piece on that…
Of sadness and sorrow…
Constant Now
Years later he grieves
Maybe not as constant now
Wind rustling the leaves
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From – Short Thoughts: A Book Of Haiku – (aWIP)
We all feel the pain. Let me know if that strikes a chord…
Contemplating the form…
Given the Chance
Fewer words can speak
Volumes if given the chance
It’s a haiku week
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From – Short Thoughts: A Book Of Haiku – (aWIP)
Cute? Not cute? Profound? Tell us what you think…?
Contemplating foolishness and epiphany…
Waking From
As if from a dream
Waking from ego’s folly
Once again redeemed
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From – Straight Thru the Curves: A Book of Haiku – (aWIP)
Ring any bells? Let us know what you think…
Contemplating purpose…
It Will Happen
It’s happened before
And it will happen again
Need new worlds before
Moons and Dinosaurs
Or we roll the dice
Moons and dinosaurs attest
Do we go for thrice?
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From – Short Thoughts: A Book of Haiku – (AWIP)
Contemplating reality and our role in it…
Truths Streaming
Our realities ponder
The training
Is that backwards? Which way are the truths streaming?
These some of the strange paths upon which my thoughts wander
We create
Ourselves thru the drills
And we are what happens on the other side
Or is it the other way round that decides?
The training develops itself thru us when it fills
Us with trained reactions that do not abate
Over time and leagues yonder
Is that backwards? Which way are the truths streaming?
Or is it reality’s simply feigning?
I wonder
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Contemplating enlightenment…
In the World
Wind blows in my face
And not a care in the world
Moments of true grace
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From – Short Thoughts: A Book of Haiku – (aWIP)
Contemplating freedom, and not…
Our Shores
Freedom rings
And not just a phrase
While less than perfect these days
This country of ours is still the one that brings
To its shores
Those suffering oppression
For all around the world they still venture here
When it is for their lives and for their hopes that they fear
For refugees the premier destination
Is our shores
Despite whatever fears the media flings
About our liberties in decay
Those without come here to stay
Yes, freedom still rings
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Contemplating wonder…
One Hand Clapping
When the truth you’ve found
The sound of one hand clapping
Is the most profound
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From – Short Thoughts: A Book Of Haiku (aWIP)
Reflections of the moment…