Some paths run
in two directions.
If you travel one,
you travel both.
To realize this
requires attention.
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- I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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Farewell to Monarch Butterflies
The heat swarms like bugs
Before the yellow porch lights
And pants heavily
Its dogbreath tonguing
Soft fur of trapped animals
From cigar burns; stars,
Sunken in, smolder
And give up the well; ashes
Bloody the water.
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Arrows have a point.
They reach what they have aimed for
And say, “So now what?”
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Children hang from wires
And pretend they can fly or
Sing in unison;
Flags for buck teeth flap
Grim firecrackers, ripple steel
Drums of foreign oil
Worse than woodpeckers
In a controlled burn; hives drone
Charred needles of wasps.
[Disposable Haiku June 23, 2013]
Dr. Mike
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