Foul Winds [Free Verse]

As a boy, I remember reading about 
the horse latitudes.
Those were the places in the ocean
where - at times - the winds didn't blow
for long periods at a time. 

Drifting in the middle of the Atlantic,
sailors would cut loose anything that
wouldn't keep them alive
& which might weigh them down,
that sometimes meant shoving horses
overboard to tread water 'til
they died from exhaustion.

People used to live or die by the winds.
Today, we only die by them.

That's what occurred to me as we sit
closer to nuclear annihilation than we've been
since I was a teenager,
and as I reflect upon
the prevailing winds. 

DAILY PHOTO: Stony Mountain Fortifications

Taken in November of 2021 at Gooty Fort

Sneaky Monkey [Haiku]

one monkey minds
its own business; the other
has mischief in mind

Labyrinth [Free Verse]

the vaulted corridor is
lined with portals to places unknown
and linked to other hallways
in an infinite labyrinth

one can go from "here"
to anywhere,
but there's no map 
yours will be a stochastic journey;
one might prefer to systematically
 duck one's head into portals,
getting a feel about whether 
a given route seems favorable --
but we all know that one must often
travel through unfavorable territory
to get where one wants to be

and so it's like being thirsty in a life raft --
as per Coleridge's Mariner:
"Water, water, everywhere, 
Nor any drop to drink"

in this case,
 it's a free ticket to anywhere,
if you can only find your way,

but what're the odds?

The Flood [Senryū]

a farmer surveys
his new stretch of sea,
mulling careers

DAILY PHOTO: Gandikota Canyon into Mylavaram Reservoir

Taken in November of 2021 at Gandikota

June Rains [Haiku]

house & garden
glisten from a soaking
of June rains

To Macbeth or Hamlet Through Life [Common Meter]

Ambition is where danger lies,
and, thus, Macbeth's world burned.
But indecision 's no great friend,
or so Hamlet had learned.

Don't let the fates lead you headlong
into murderous rage,
but don't let your response to strife
grow too feeble with age.

DAILY PHOTO: Tree in the Temple of Confucius, Beijing

Taken in the Beijing Temple of Confucius in the summer of 2008

Quiet Moments of Buddha Time [Poem]

in quiet moments
of Buddha time
i watch the world
like a man who's blind

i sing my songs 
like a drunken sage
and offer curses
as though free of rage