Poetry from the Writer of Light

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Monday, May 12, 2008

THE DIVIDEND OF LIVING

THE DIVIDEND OF LIVING The sun rises – Too early, you moan from your bed. It sets – So soon, you complain. It makes you unhappy by its rising and setting outside the limits of your convenience. These politicians, those events elsewhere, that driver, this year – all are causing you sadness. When you... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

HAIKU #65

HAIKU #65 "Caught no fish today," he grouses, waders trudging on the gravel path. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

HAIKU #64

HAIKU #64 Browse dangling from mouths, deer gaze at us rushing past the meadow at dusk. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 9, 2008

HAIKU #63

HAIKU #63 Deer browse, we approach - silently they drift away, none of our protests. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

HAIKU #62

HAIKU #62 Deer wait to teach us the poems they’ve learned, hanging like browse from their lips. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

HAIKU #61

HAIKU #61 Joggers pounding past, gasping mindlessness as deer browse in the meadow. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, May 5, 2008

HAIKU #60

HAIKU #60 Kingfisher rattles, boasting to the fishermen she’s caught her limit. ©T. Patrick Berry Note - This is the first of a series of six haiku that came from a half-hour on a footbridge at Side Cut Park, Maumee, Ohio May 5 2008. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

THE FUTURE AS AN ORIGAMI FIGURE

THE FUTURE AS AN ORIGAMI FIGURE Unknown, irrational against the dusk, he waits to be free as darkness comes calling the names of memories. He waits for inner day to return, but the muttering storm thick in his sleepless night would mute the joyous Sun. The music within him is played all wrong, its... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

ENCOUNTER WITH THE TRICKSTER

ENCOUNTER WITH THE TRICKSTER Miles from home, we dismount from our bikes to admire the beauty of the river. Starting back, she makes sounds of dismay when she sees that her tire is flat. From across the river, Coyote, the Trickster, laughs and howls. As we plod home, walking our bikes, the sun sets... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

NOVEMBER SUNRISE WITH FULL MOON

NOVEMBER SUNRISE WITH FULL MOON Brother Sun waits discreetly behind eastern clouds until Sister Moon has set in her serene ochre wonder; then He comes bursting out in triumph to touch the trees with fire until their golden glory rivals his own, until even the air itself joins the glowing... Sign in to see full entry.

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