Un-noted, unattended,
I could blame it on ennui
from half a year and more,
of plague,
but…
lost
Before dawn
Shooting star, bright joy,
Lighting the darkness of night.
Now just memories…
In memoriam…
Shooting star, here, gone!
Lighting our lives briefly. Now…
We shine less brightly.
…Sydney Aiello, Parkland Florida victim!
Haunted…
Dead man haunting you?
Was everything you are not…
Courageous hero!
People…
People. People who call themselves
by a name, a label.
People who place themselves
at the head of the table.
People who invoke for themselves
some elusive power.
People who see themselves
as the need of the hour.
People who see themselves
Worthy of all honor.
Who see their god as helpless, ineffective,
in Towers imagine,
Themselves above all others.
Diva-D
Her vanity plate,
speaks “self proclaimed!”
diva, be she cannot.
Yoda, star date: 2347.96543328
Winter dreams
In winter slumber…
Dreams, torn asunder, till all
my egos exposed!
Fleeting
Kigo, seasonal?
A key to understanding…
Oh No! Escaped thought.
Remembrance
Frigid, midnight blue,
Relentless seas roll over…
Edmund Fitzgerald.
……………………………………………………………
Lost with entire crew of 29 on November 10, 1975. Her history can be found here:(https://www.shipwreckmuseum.com/edmund-fitzgerald/) Photo: Property of U.S. Army Corps of Engineers, Edmund Fitzgerald-USACE.jpg
History
An ancient graveyard.
Monuments and markers tell
Tales of family.
Haiku Journey 