Temple Walk [Haiku]

frangipani blooms
litter the temple walk.
sound of sweeping.

Invisible Fence [Free Verse]

Where is the line whose crossing
sends a jolt through your system,
making you jelly-kneed & breathless?

Where is the line?

Do you know you're stepping over
before the shock zips through you?

Is anticipation of the shock
worse than the shock?

Who built this fence?

Who picked the notch to which
the severity of the shock
would be dialed?

Was it you?

DAILY PHOTO: Pai Memorial Bridge

“The World Is Too Much With Us” by William Wordsworth [w/ Audio]

The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; --
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not. Great God! I'd rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.

PROMPT: Advice

Daily writing prompt
What advice would you give to your teenage self?

Eat more veggies, mind your joints, beauty is everywhere, all is impermanence, and very few things in life actually matter (see item 4.)

Diminished [Free Verse]

I take a sunrise photo
And find the glorious orb
Diminished by poor photography,
& upstaged by a flaring pigeon.

DAILY PHOTO: Pai Canyon

A Brief Catastrophe [Lyric Poem]

Drifting down the river --
No command nor control.
See the water glimmer,
Circling 'round a hole.

Then one's world drops out,
And one's peace is gone.
Everything is in doubt...
'til you're spun out on the lawn.

“Why Fades a Dream?” by Paul Laurence Dunbar [w/ Audio]

Why fades a dream?
An iridescent ray
Flecked in between the tryst
Of night and day.
Why fades a dream? --
Of consciousness the shade
Wrought out by lack of light and made
Upon life's stream.
Why fades a dream?
That thought may thrive,
So fades the fleshless dream;
Lest men should learn to trust
The things that seem.
So fades a dream,
That living thought may grow
And like a waxing star-beam glow
Upon life's stream --
So fades a dream.

PROMPT: Boredom

What bores you?

I believe boredom is the product of a weak mind.

There’s always something noteworthy happening. It just sometimes takes more mental energy and broadened interests to experience it.