World Tree [Haiku]

white silk-cotton tree,
sinuously sprawling —-
chaining earth to sky.

PROMPT: Lottery

Bloganuary writing prompt
What would you do if you won the lottery?

The first thing I would do would be to say, “How did I win the lottery without buying a ticket? That is some fine luck.” Then I would get paranoid that it was like one of those Korben Dallas, “Fifth Element,” set-ups.

While I do admire how Voltaire became a wealthy man exploiting the mathematical ineptitude of his nation’s “lottery authority,” I’m pretty sure the kinks have all been worked out such that the house always wins.

“When I Was One-and-Twenty” by A.E. Housman [w/ Audio]

When I was one-and-twenty
 I heard a wise man say,
"Give crowns and pounds and guineas
 but not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies
 but keep your fancy free."
But I was one-and-twenty,
 No use to talk to me.

When I was one-and-twenty
 I heard him say again,
"The heart out of the bosom
 Was never given in vain;
'Tis paid with sighs a plenty
 And sold for endless rue."
And I am two-and-twenty,
 And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true.

Pollinator [Haiku]

the bee wallows 
in pollen like a drunk
sprawls on a bar’s floor.

DAILY PHOTO: 2024 Republic Day Flower Show, Lalbagh

Moody Sunflower [Haiku]

the sunflower 
that bows its head in the sun
feels pensive.

What Floats? [Free Verse]

What floats out in the water?

My troubled mind imagines
 dire possibilities --

Instead of floating like
 whatever it is that's out there.

Because whatever it is,
 it is beyond angst.

It knows only the float --
 the quiet act of floating.

And in its floating,
 it cannot be lighter,
 cannot be more at ease.

It is the thing that floats.

I only wish I could be
 that which floats.

DAILY PHOTO: Thar be Dragons

DAILY PHOTO: Tainan Wude Hall (台南武德殿)

Built as a dōjō, a martial arts training hall, during the period of Japanese rule, this historic building is now part of the Zhongyi Elementary School complex. It’s right beside the Confucian Temple.

PROMPT: Un-invent

If you could un-invent something, what would it be?

Being acquainted with the Law of Unintended Consequences, there isn’t a thing I’d un-invent. You start arrogantly messing in the natural progression of things, and you never know what kind of monster you’ll birth.

Once upon a time, I might have said nuclear weapons (still a strong contender for ender of our species.) Then again, who knows what kind of horrific World War III we might have had, had we not been forced to sober up a little.