Summer Solstice 2019

June Dawn

Bonus haiku

Besides the perfect

climate are wonderful friends

my fortunate life

High Tide at Dawn

I was recently asked what I have learned in my many years.
I did not have an answer, so I have been thinking about that
question. Maybe I could have answered that
‘questioning everything is a way of life.’

"It's better to have questions you can't answer,

than answers you can't question."

Yuval Noah Harari

Low Tide at Dawn

One of the things I have been questioning is the concept
of fate. Is choice an illusion, is believing in fate
avoiding responsibility?

And what do I believe?

I believe we are all connected.

I believe we can all learn from each other.

I believe we have a mutual responsibility to share.

And I also believe I need to question all my answers.

My head is a colorful cocoon

I try to write a poem as precise as a Sudoku puzzle
To be complete every row will add up 
as will every stanza.
A new age haiku 
each syllable counted.

Before I can complete this poem 
two syllables join into
butterfly wings, pulling along an article

or punctuation mark.

Following in random order

all the syllables rise up gracefully in pairs
Lifting off the page in silence.

I stand surrounded

as the butterflies light on my head and shoulders.
They enter my heart and mind and come back out
as infinite poems.