Keep It Simple

Today I am not flying to Houston but rather I am going to Iowa, the place where I was born. The heartland, the grass plains now in field corn ready to harvest. A simple place where the elms have died out and the Fox have bought back a part of their land and run a casino. I am not flying thru Denver where the airport built on sacred land but rather thru Vegas, the hub of gambling and entertainment, the vision of an eccentric.

My hometown has changed. Where there use to be three grocery stores now there is one. There are still a number of bars that line one street and no shoe store anymore. I remember Buster Brown in the shop window and a number of dress shops. Now there is one. My sister and I walk all day reminiscing childhood, the town’s dramas and a dad who drank too much.  There is already too much extravagance in the world. Time to keep it simple.

Seasons move so fast

We are caught in the middle

How to surrender

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dVerse prompt haibun Monday and explain why you write the way you do

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Keep It Simple

Write

How can I not write after all these years, these months, these days.  Now the avoidance of time.  I am no longer in a hurry.  The poems will right themselves or disappear never to be seen.  Either way is a blessing.  Only when the work is done can we rest and there is so much work to do.  I am tried of procrastinating my life, of not believing.  Tried of every sunset where nothing was done and the morning comes undone.  Breaking the inertia is the hardest moment of my life.

See the alpenglow

What better sign than this one

To start a great task

Write

If Writing Was Like Eating Chocolate

I would consume all its richness

partaking of all its calories without regret

seek out the dark and the sweet

bitter or salted with caramel

seeking samples from all over the world

if writing was like eating chocolate

i would not gorge myself on it

rather nibble

tongue out the flavor

experience its essence

then swallow

 

 

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prompted by Charley at Life In Portofino

If Writing Was Like Eating Chocolate

Now

The world filled with the unfinished

a little of this a little of that

books unread a poem not complete

part time religious commitment

try on this or that

Better to begin your one foolish project
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Toads prompt – review a favorite poem

Poetry by RUMI – These Spiritual Window Shoppers FourSeasonsProductions on youtube

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