This week poem, inspired by the ups and downs of life at a time of change and decisions and how the way you choose to look at the future affects your perception of opportunities and risks.
Tunnel Vision
Fade and glow
Shrink and grow
Light I seek to reach.
Not mist or sleet
Approach, retreat
Firm step of weary feet
But how I choose to see my sights
Interpret shadows
Read the lights.
Dhaka 2016
A poem inspired by Buddha’s birthday, the peace of mediation and the seven chakras, or the centers of power in the body.
Dhaka 2016
This week’s poem, inspired by resurgent positivity in the face of an uncertain future.
Reboot
Despite riot and commotion
I had somehow got the notion
That my life has lost its motion.
Until sunrise in rotation
In its message of creation,
Without cause or explanation
Reminded me that this world does not stand still.
Dhaka 2016
This week’s poem, a slight rewrite of an earlier poem. A special time for many people. I hope to follow up with one just for Kristian.
Summer
This, a summer of your spring time
World opening oyster-like.
You, a perfect grain of sand.
Paths display before you
A peacock train of lines and twirls
Aching for your tread.
Limitless sky blue and bold
Above youths days
That promise not to end.
Afternoons on green slopes
Lolling with beers, squinting at sunlight
And all those brilliant girls.
So much laughter
So many friends
And every option open.
Free from academic obligations
Now it’s all your choice,
Your own voice.
Intoxicating afternoons
With only the itch
Of grass to irritate.
And all the world stretched
Fresh and tempting
At your impatient feet.
2016
This week’s poem inspired by the surprise that sometimes awaits when you take a close look at yourself in the mirror, and see things you were not expecting to see.
Morning Face
Mirrored morning face
Looks unexpectedly
Like my mothers.
Startlingly pale
After days with eyes focused
On dark-skinned farmers.
Barisal 2016