Poor, old butterfly lost a chunk of wing.
It’s not that it bleeds, not that it stings,
It’s that it can never go where it aims;
It pulls left, no matter how it strains.
Exhausted, it parks, becoming living remains.
Butterfly [Lyric Poem]
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Reunited [Haiku]
DAILY PHOTO: Lalbagh Glasshouse Under Gray Skies
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Elephant [Lyric Poem]
The mighty, mighty elephant
Isn't known for being elegant,
But you can't disbar him from your soiree,
And expect he'll show on moving day.
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Giraffe [Lyric Poem]
There are few things so useless that
They're as useless as a Giraffe’s hat.
I guess that’s why you never see
One in a bowler, fez, or beanie.
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Flower Fall [Haiku]
rain-laden blossom
falls… lands with a sound,
in the mud.
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Algae Patterns (Haiku)
swirled striations
in the pond algae
reflect floating clouds.
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DAILY PHOTO: Sri Dakshinamurthy Mandir of Cubbon Park
DAILY PHOTO: Kauravakunda Temple
“No Man Is an Island” by John Donne [w/ Audio]
No man is an island,
Entire of itself;
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less,
As well as if a promontory were:
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were.
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind.
And therefore never send to know
for whom the bell tolls;
I tolls for thee.
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