Haiku – A Reminder
She who lives
Worrying on death
Forgets life
Tag Archives: Enjoying life
Going on a Vacation!
I’m going on a trip to the Grand Canyon! I leave early tomorrow, so just a few hours from now. I’m excited to see the beauty of a real desert. Checking it off the bucket list!
I’ll be gone all next week and maybe the one after that. Please don’t expect me to an amazing, or consistent, or even existent blogger. I will return, with a scalp full of sand and a mind full of ventifact geometry.
Maybe this is a good time to post this one. Not even sure if it counts as a poem, just food for thought.
Running out of time
How much is left
To do what we want
To do what others want
What kind of a bucket list should we have?
Here is a bucket list written by a six-year-old.
– sit in hot tub
– visit grandma and grandpa
– catch frogs
– see a movie with mom
This is how simple life can be.
She has no agenda
No outside influence
On what a bucket list should say.
Her world is small and rich.
No popular tourist destinations
No huge purchases
No revenge
No regrets.
All she wants
Is to spend her time doing what she enjoys
With people she loves.
Simple Things
This is kind of silly. I barely remember writing it.
Life is a cold flowing
Unassuming
Concatenation of lifestyle choices.
We mindlessly move
In the direction
In which we were pointed.
Is there more?
Who cares?
We can feel the wind
We can see the green
We can laugh
We can chew
We can do anything.
There is hot tea
And warm cats
And somebody to fill your water bottle.
There are toilets to pee in
Women to love
Men to admire
And creepy dolls to burn.
There are books to read
Books to write
But maybe I won’t start tonight.
Measuring in Decades
The older I get
The more time me stretches out behind me
Once I measured my life in weeks
Now I measure in decades.
That milestone, ten years ago
This one fifteen.
I once lived a whole lifetime in fifteen years.
Now I’ve lived two.
Time is a funny thing
It starts out slow
And if you’re not careful
It picks up speed
Like a freight train
Before you know it
You run out of track
So put on the brakes.
Breathe
Savor
And measure
This living moment
In seconds.
To Rendezvous with Time
When I was a child
Time and I were friends.
We used to sit together
Enjoying the sunset through the trees
Spending evenings after dark watching fireflies
Just feeling the cool air nip at our fingertips.
But time and I had a falling out.
I stopped communing with her. I started making demands.
I told her what to do, what needed to be done. She was never enough for me.
She fled
As time is wont to do
I chased her too hard
But time cannot be tamed
She must be approached with respect.
When you calm down
She’ll come back and join you.
But only if you give her a place to sit.
Fresh Hell 