Standing in the chill Of stone cold ruins Of something once beautiful Something once strong That now exists only in dreams And memories of times past Is a man It’s difficult to say When things began to crumble When the frescoes peeled away With drops from the leaky roof And when the contents of the … Continue reading Stained Glass Window
I never gave a thought to a midlife crisis being an actual thing until I found myself firmly in the throes of what certainly fits the bill and feeling rather like a ship lost at sea… Rudderless, with no sail or motor to drive me forward from the tempest, occasionally finding myself skirting the edges … Continue reading “The Alchemist” ⁂ Modern Classics
how pleasant is the titillating dance of the bee as it searches for entrance to sweet nectars of the blossoming orchid ⁂ tanka poetry Continue reading orchid’s bloom
behold the flutter of bright orange, black, and white silken lightweight wings weaving gently through the breeze silently announcing hope ⁂ tanka poetry Continue reading butterflies
Throaty chirping song A little frog sings a song Of love for his mate Continue reading Frog Song
I’ve reread Gawain & The Green Knight this week for the first time in probably 18 years. If you’re not familiar with this work, it is a lengthy poem with 101 stanzas (2532 lines) that was originally written in Middle English by no one knows who somewhere around the 14th century… we think. While I … Continue reading “Gawain & the Green Knight” ⁂ Classics
Thistle, hearty flower, Resilient beyond end, You seem to be destroyed at times But still come back again Your armor is protective, A painful prick you’ll give Because that is what you have learned You must still do to live Your tall, strong, slender stems and stalks One may cut down quite low But rooted … Continue reading The Thistle
