poetry, prose, and photography
This flower’s beauty
Transformative and quite brief
New life comes through change
This world burns with negative energy. Fear, distrust and rage so very of this world. I seek yo mollify that. I wonder if, perhaps, through poems and a bit of compassion, maybe I can help humanity grow its connection to itself. I see that as out species’ path to survival.
May each of you always find beauty and joy in life.
I got in a few evening walks this week. My mind fills with thoughts and inspiration. They’re deeply valuable to me.
My body’s motion
As I move into twilight
Sky’s colors delight
Greatness comes from work
Passion needs to be nurtured
Always seek to grow
This good day now ends
Accomplishing many things
Rain’s gently falling
Upon work’s altar
Our lives are a sacrifice
A worthy exchange?
I’ve been thinking about work and our relationship to it.
White noise’s beauty
Hiding the fearful silence
This mountain of sand
Sometimes I find it hard to sleep in deep silence. Perhaps it’s the urbanite within me. I find comfort in sound. But would I find peace within the raucousness of the jungle?
This Monday morning
My alarm speaks its crass words
My reflex: resist
Ah, the glories of Monday morning’s and those alarm clocks.
This lake, rippleless
Voices from within our depths
Currents flowing deep
Night fell long ago
Yet sleep is avoiding me
I hear the highway
Oh sleep, I’ve requested your presence some time ago. Sigh…
Oh well, at least I can sleep in tomorrow.
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 