Omphaloskepsis
Is far preferable to
Omphalosuppuration
Omphaloskepsis
Is far preferable to
Omphalosuppuration
Even as daylight
Fades into silent darkness
Hungry eyes find light
Sometimes lessons learned
Differ from the lesson taught
Much to Teacher’s shock!
Jupiter has gone,
Leaving Luna all alone:
Mars takes up the dance.
Sharp staccato thumps
Echoing eternally,
Hardly welcome, yet
Embraced none the less,
Serving in the very least,
As this life’s grim metronome.
Thus, another day
Passes into history
Wholly overlooked,
Completely unlamented,
And instantly forgotten.
When the curtain falls
And the crowd has gone away,
Music still remains.
Large white flakes, drifting,
On warm spring breezes, gently,
Accumulating
Below, and reminiscent,
Of snows that fell there,
In large white flakes, drifting, on
Frosty winter winds, softly.
Why can we never
Run fast enough to escape
When crud’s just creeping?
A tale of two candidates in Senryū:
1.
There is always one
Marching to a different tune
Harshly subversive
2.
At least there is one
Dancing to his own rhythm
Hardly subversive
…which is which? You decide.
Donald’s trumpery
Threatens to swindle us all
Beware snake oil
Memento Mori Haiku I
“Sorry, It’s cancer.”
Thus began his journey home
To distant children.
~*~
Memento Mori Haiku II
Bitter grudges pale,
Insignificant before
Cancer’s blinding light.
~*~
Memento Mori Haiku III
It proved a blessing-
His pancreatic cancer,
Thawed long frozen hearts.
~*~
Memento Mori Haiku IV
Spiritual growth
Inversely proportional
Physical wasting
~*~
Memento Mori Haiku V
He journeys onward,
Free of all mortal burdens,
Borne on re-found love
~*~
A commemoration on, this, the fourth anniversary of his transcendence.
Ward Andrew Garrabrant Sr.
26 Aug 1940 – 23 Mar 2012