This is post number 666

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666
Post of the Beast

 
 

Short Verses and Other Curses #3

(a third round-up of my haiku and other diminutive discourses posted here and there throughout the cybersphere)

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I have no answers
I know just that grass will grow
and that leaves will fall

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destroy to create
say the gods and demagogues
pain’s higher purpose

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think and I ignore
say and I start to wonder
do and I believe

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when everything hurts
each thought, each breath, each step, each…
then nothing can hurt

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it’s not the disease
it’s the dis ease found within
the mind is the cure

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low, gray clouds advance
footsteps crack like breaking bones
the wind’s chill churns deep

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each quest has an end
each question has an answer
stay still; stay silent

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time is everywhere
and moves in all directions
clocks mislead us all

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existentially
to exist means to suffer
it’s the angst of choice

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sometimes, to be heard
it’s best to remain silent
to be seen–vanish

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it’s the irony
it’s the humor and folly
life’s absurdities

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the shield or the sword
cower safe behind despair
or attack with joy

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the wind fuels the flame
the light sustains the shadow
life’s paradoxes

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the pine’s evergreen
or the maple’s sudden fall
flare comes with a cost

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who’s the next Gibran
who’s the next Kurosawa
can twitter tell me

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each morrow’s a chance
what becomes becomes what was
is is all there is

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struggle through the din
yield not to the damning knell
onward to the calm

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absence is sublime
the void becomes the proxy
memories feint truths

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dismiss this missive
for to me alone it speaks
a lone I must heed

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Tear me into pieces
and throw me to the wind
release me to the currents
never to be whole again

Each scattered bit of me
soon forgotten as a whole
will never forsake my spirit
and will forever retain my soul