Thursday, October 20, 2011

No Answer


No answer is sometimes the answer.
Too many answers are sometimes no answer.

When you ask a troubling question
and no answers satisfy, look inside.

1 comment:

  1. Rebirth

    Before they hit the ground
    Raindrops bloat in swirls
    Of bulging lozenges, tides
    Pulsing against thin membranes.

    Their lives ache to taste salt
    And dissolve beneath the sun,
    Sucked back by a reverse gravity
    To be recycled as clouds.

    Each time, some trace element
    Conjoins with the earth below,
    While only slivers of identity
    Are ever returned to the heavens.

    [Disposable Poem October 29, 2011]
    Dr. Mike

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