Wxistance

 

We exist always 

Never leaving this plane 

Recycled substance 

Reused over again

Not created, destroyed

Composed of Star matter

In some other time 

Assembled, scattered 

How many beings 

 Their atoms inside me?

Once lived on this plane 

As human, dog or tree?

Like jigsaw puzzles

Assembled ancient parts

Each new assembly 

Brings new chances, new starts 

Maeve

 Haiku for Maeve 

You are Far grander

 than the three years of your life

So loving and kind

Traveling in time

Tonight we are traveling in time 

Skipping across time zones like a flat rock across the surface of a pool

First one hour disappeared in our climb

Then a second , soaring from east to west as a rule 

Am I then younger? 

By an hour or two ? 

More life to live? By

What shall I do?

 

My old location is now older by two 

As we, having soared more quickly than handrs on. The clock

And those around us haven't a clue

That we traveled in time as easily as that skipping rock.

Wine in wintwr

 Wine 

Thank you for the wine 

Ah, a chilled white 

Yes, I know 

It's cold outside tonight 

But this glass of wine 

Is more than this glass

It's what it brings to mind

While cold winds chill us all 

I am sipping a red 

On the Adriatic Sea 

And it goes straight to my head

While the temp drops outside

I am In an  Italian  vineyard

Swirling my glass of white

And quoting lines of the Bard

The cold drives us inside

But from the bottle I drink

On a Chinese mount I sit

Dangling my legs over the Brink 

Thank you for the wine

This. Glass of white 

Is more than the glass 

It is what it brings to mind

trivia haiku

Charlie's Friday haiku

 I am like a sponge 

Of useless information "

Say, did you know....?

I Choose You

Thinking of you in bed tonight 

 The room is dark with muted light 

Your gentle snore, a spoken dream 

As you float along Morpheus stream

 What brought us to this here and now? 

What is the cause? What is the how?

 Of all the odds, of all romance 

A grand design or random chance

 Never have I believed in fate 

That chose my path or picked my mate 

Nor trust there is a scheme or plan 

That guides the step of every man 

 We are in this bed tonight 

Of darkened room and muted light 

Because of choice,

 you and That is the cause, 

the reason why 

 My love is not some fated thing 

Or Made by bows and gods on wing 

It is lovely, fresh and new 

For freely, love, did I choose you

wine Haiku

Winter haiku 

 Lights and tree are gone 

Reds, greens, blues are now gray, brown 

Cold winds tug at us