You see an apple.
I see knowledge of a million years.
You see a circle.
I see life, death and rebirth.
Why do two people see so differently?
What makes one person see surface,
while another sees depth?
May this be a reason for war?
Which insight is right?
No one can say what is
Right, or what is Wrong.
No one is Right, and
No one is Wrong.
This month’s work of art is a real throw back — to the times of the cave dwellers. Hyeana mother Guards her young pup from harm’s way Don’t cross this Momma! Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Written during the 1984/1985 school year. I’m falling! Falling slowly to the ground. Drifting I’m drifting on a breath of air Softly, I’ve landed on a soft, green surface. I’m not afraid, Anymore.
Written in 1983. Life is: lessons to be learned dreams to be realized adventures to be experienced. The reason is: getting to know experiencing the new realizing the truth. I want to: learn know experience realize. I want, desire, need to grow.
On Saturday, I heard a self-made millionaire speak. He talked about life being filled with choices and how you move toward your goal by always making the choices that lead you there. That’s what inspired this week’s haiku. Choices fill your life The moment of truth is here Which road will you take? Originally posted…
This poem was written Feb. 8, 1991. At the time I had a crush on one of my co-workers, a compact, handsome Indian man named Sanjay. He had the cutest nose! I wrote quite a few poems while I had that crush, and Sanjay will always have a special place in my heart. Your lips…
This week’s haiku is inspired by the first experience with fireflies, back when I was living in Baltimore. I was enraptured by them and still feel the thrill when I think about them. Lighting bugs outside blink like Christmas tree lights while they search for a mate Originally posted on 52 Haiku