haiku

forest covers hills
dense green warm humid humming
bug crawls on wet log

 

For Haiku Horizons

have you got a moment?

just a moment…

any moment now…

i’ll be with you in a moment…

this will only hurt for a moment…

these are all long moments, taken moment by moment

in the morse code of life, moments are the dashes

do i live for the moment?

the moment of truth?

never a dull moment?

while i eat mo mints?

while i wait for my mom to say that’s enough init?

while i wait for my moment in the sun

but no… at the moment i’m having an aha moment

a come to jesus moment

a hallmark moment

a kodak moment

a… a senior moment

at this moment, at this moment in time, this weak moment

not a moment too soon

in the heat of the moment

yes yes i am declared the man of the moment

by the woman of the moment

 

For Pic and a Word Challenge

butterfly effect

one dimension over

i chose a different college

different major

different job in different city

met a different woman

married

different kids

different travels

different grandkids

many of the same mistakes    same choices    same outcomes

the butterfly flew    out    out    out    back    back    back

 

For Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

meander

my blood pressure was high. my mind was confused.

you’re stressed, said my doctor. reduce your stress.

you should leave the city, said my shrink. take a vacation. get away from your job. go back to your roots. meander in the countryside.

so i booked passage to southern turkey.

there I found the ancient maiandros (mαίανδρος) river, whence comes the word meander. by strolling along the banks of this winding river, i would by definition be meandering. the river’s modern name is büyük menderes, the turks having owned it these last five hundred and fifty years or so.

where to start, the river’s source (dinar, where are found the ruins of celaenae-apamea) or mouth (on the aegean near samos)? i couldn’t worry about this, as it would cause stress, which i was to avoid at any cost, so i flipped a coin (a turkish lira, 1989; atatürk’s head) and began my meander at dinar.

the river being 341 miles long, it took me some time to negotiate it at a slow pace (i never took more than ten steps without pausing to contemplate the water and my life).

by the time i was done, i felt a lot better.

 

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