With ev’ry passing year
We find more hairs of grey
And shorter grows each day
Or so I often hear
But oft comes wisdom, too
If we can seek it out
And learn to turn about
From that which is untrue
Author: adamcallahan117
Writer, poet, contemplator.
1/26/2022
What brightness shines in me
Is matched in the shadowed depths
For one cannot be
Without the other
1/25/2022 – a haiku
I beheld the gate
Its ageless stone and thick vines
Guarding bright wonders
1/24/2022
What force upon this misbegotten ground–
Chock full of metals foreign to its soil–
Could bring it from a haunted burial ground
Back to its verdant days, with naught but toil?
1/22/2022
I can hear a distant melody
Whispering on the wind
From lands far past the horizon
Telling stories of places
And peoples
And wonders
I have not yet known
1/21/2022 – a haiku
Little do I know
Of the world beyond my own
But I can yet learn
1/20/2022 – leap
I have but to breathe and plant my feet
To sense the steady earth beneath my toes
Look up toward the sky which I will meet
Reach for it with my hands and eyes and nose
And leap
1/19/2022 – a haiku
Without this sweet song
Playing soft notes in my head
I could scarcely breathe
1/18/2022
Wherefore does the wind blow so
And where does it blow to?
1/17/2022
This morning, there was
A swift sunrise
A brisk breeze
And skies blue as the seas
Leastways
For me
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