Thoughtlessness brings misery,
but misery brings insight.
Laziness brings frustration,
but frustration brings action.
Weakness brings struggle,
but struggle brings strength.
Folly brings defeat,
but defeat brings wisdom.
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For the record, today's photo is another one taken by my wife.
H. K.
A Geisha Withdraws Her Support
Wisk-broom the threshold
So none of the dead can get back in --
None of the hungry
For whom lanterns were floated
Down estuaries of water-lilies.
In each paper boat, a message
Sent like money into smoke.
Its calligraphy In black ink
Smearing what was written.
What it said was a riddle,
One of the thousand grains of sand
That glistened in the desert
And were forgotten in the snow.
Perhaps it was a rejection
Of life, or an acceptance of change,
However remorseless time is
When children are not returned.
What does any of it matter?
He would not acknowledge me.
Heartless that to retain my position
I must pretend there is no other.
[Disposable Poem October 19, 2011]
Dr. Mike
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