One Step

Confusing is the path one ought to take,
So full of twists and turns it’s hard to stand:
Stand by; and soon enough the path will make
More sense, next steps elucidated, and
Courage nearby to take the trembling hand.
One step ahead is all that might be shown,
But difficulties won’t be faced alone.

Equinox

For Frank J. Tassone’s current haikai challenge, autumn / spring equinox. I wrote a haibun.


We may have had all summer to enjoy the sun, and now night and day are even. Yet as autumn begins to descend, I can’t help feeling it’s not a fair fight. I keep waiting for the last leaf to fall — for the other shoe to drop.

Flaming, leaves are red —
In a world that’s upside-down
Somewhere it is Spring

Fall Foliage, Leaves, Colorful, Colored, Autumn, Forest

Mid-September Changes

For DVerse Poetics today, I have written 2 nonets based on the prompt, “9 Across for a Count Down.” The first line of both nonets is taken from “To the Light of September” by W.S. Merwin.


It seems as though you are still summer,
Though the smoky sky shrouds much sun,
But the flames are retreating —
Soon may our worries sleep —
May seasons cradle
Even amidst
Change : burning
Fall-leaves
Flame.

Broken shadows across the cracked ground
Point out the path to October:
Mid-September’s hellish flames
Celebrate Halloween
Early, ghost-ashes
Haunt surfaces.
Trick or treat?
Costumes
Change.

Much Is Missed

I am sharing this poem with today’s Writers’ Pantry. It’s a shadorma that I wrote this morning. I intended to post something else but honestly think this is the best poem I’ve written recently that hasn’t already been posted.


cast in mist,
the future’s blurry
past is missed,
and today
must be content with distance,
masks and Lysol spray

Remains

This haibun is for Frank J. Tassone’s weekly prompt. This week’s topic is remaining heat (zansho). I wrote this a few days ago and am just remembering to post it now.


The temperatures climb to triple digits one weekend in September. Is there relief? When the sun tires of emitting such heat, the fires take over.

somber September:
one last burst of heat before
summer turns to ash

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                                     not my photo

Ferocious Optimism

For today’s Weekly Scribblings, we are considering our foundations. I am also sharing this with FOWC: Nothing. Special thanks to Sarah for her beautiful and life-filled poem Walking at the Edge. Although the topic is much different, I read her poem earlier today and was inspired by the life in her poem, and I felt like her poem contained a “ferocious optimism,” hence the title and inspiration for this poem.


Yes:
Every breath means she
Is not drowned underneath
New, bad news arriving daily.

Yes:
Every step means she
Has not allowed depression
To render her inert, bedridden.

Yes:
Every trembling of the Earth she
Wonders if this is the “Big One;”
Somehow there’s still a foundation.

Yes:
Every morning means she
Breathes, steps, and wonders anew
That nothing has beaten her too blue.

Grains of Wheat

For DVerse Poetics today, we are to write inspired by wheat. At first, I was completely at a loss for any inspiration, but tonight I wrote this Chaucerian stanza.


Unless a grain of wheat shall fall upon
The fertile ground and die, a sacrifice,
It remains a single grain; but once gone
It returns, and is now worth well past twice:
Potential on which you can’t put a price.
Does wheat feel trepidation ere the fall?
Is falling in the field falling at all?

The Angelus, Jean-François Millet

Peter’s Boat

I wasn’t going to post this, but it’s the closest thing I’ve written in the past 2 days that fits the DVerse Poetics prompt about boats, “Come sail….”


What are you doing, Peter,
Walking on water?
What are you doing,
Believing in a miracle?

This is what people say,
Who in the boat would stay.

What are you doing, Peter,
Intimidated by surroundings,
When you could easily
Keep walking,
If you remembered
This endeavor’s beginning?

How To Walk On Water | Discovering God's Word
picture found in an image search (i.e. not mine)