Just Karma 140 for July 2016 b

Just Karma 140
immaterial reference

who wants old text books
outdated pages – data;
bound information

a company bought and sold –
once solid technology…

bound information
left decomposing; in boxes –
who wants old text books

©JP/dh

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Just Karma 139 for July 2016 wp

Just Karma 139
resonance

lazy white clouds scuttle
across a blue atmosphere;
seen through green tree leaves

taming the junk and antiques
more floor space and ground is found

papers from years past
become stray musical chords
for the earth to play

©JP/dh

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Just Karma 138 for July 2016 wp

Just Karma 138
fallen fruit
(a mini haibun)

Most of my pacing was back and forth to the clothes line.
Or to the porch or the extra bedrooms where the chicks
used to roost…where quite a bit of an odd memory or craft
supply is stored to sort through what is and what will be
recycled or just for lack of any other use or purpose – pitched
All that before and during the two storms, the second doing
some overnight disarray to the garden potted on the driveway…

a few peppers and
one green tomato taken
in too early

©JP/dh

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Just Karma 137 for July 2016 wp

Just Karma 137
older, wiser?
(a mini haibun)

A few morning errands, pacing ourselves in the heat.
The stock on the shelves, not there…all bought up.
So we head home in a different direction to stop at
the new antique shop that’s been open for a while –
while I oohed and aahed at the displays on two floors
in rooms tucked here and there; I left empty handed.
Well that’s not entirely true, I left holding his…

by pausing for me,
he melted my heart; my love
grows as the years pass

©JP/dh

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Just Karma 136 for July 2016 wp

Just Karma 136

summer Saturday
(a mini haibun)

humidity makes us see shelter after walking the lawn behind
the mower. we pile like wet mops, to ride to the cool movie
theatre and travel into the fantasy of outer space…then we
must land back home – where the swallowtail roam seeking
the shelter of shade lured by fragrance. I wonder if that bug
was one of the caterpillars who ate my parsley… how many
years ago was it we watched eggs hatch, critters crawl?

yellow and black flutter,
faster than a crawl; flying
to swallow nectar

©JP/dh

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Just Karma 135 for July 2016 wp

Just Karma 135

in concert?
(a mini haibun)

an aerial display
the monarch chasing the swallowtail
…away from the butterfly bush.
on a hot humid summer afternoon;
love was in the air.

cool heart beats – insects;
just natural wonders witnessed
in the present moment.
*
lively angel wings
colorful as a rainbow;
just as fleeting too

©JP/dh

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Just Karma 134 (N11) for July 2016 wp Poets for Peace

Just Karma 134
Native Wisdom 11

Answering the Call…
Perhaps it is true that we only change worlds.
Often as simple as just changing a few words.
Words that are impeccable; written after thinking.
That is what a poet can do, for those who actively
seek and pursue a greater peace.

One can see poetry in nature, the visit of the heron –
This morning at the creek reminding me to live in the
gift of the present; while I enjoy my solitude there are
times that an individual needs to be part of a team to
seek and pursue a greater peace.

There is life. Life that is precious, sacred and blessed. It is
only a few that take to imposing their impossible dreams
of fruitless domination of all that lives to mask their own
insecurities because they have failed to learn how to
seek and pursue a greater peace

©JP/dh

“There is no death. Only change of worlds.”
Seattle [Sealth] (1786-1866)
Suquamish chief

Native American Wisdom
Photographs by Edward S. Curtis
Chapters:
From Father to Son; Religion, Tradition and Being
One Sky Above Us: Unity, Individuality, and Custom
The Sweet Breathing of Flowers; Earth, Nature, And Reverence
and Walk the Good Road; Youth, Age and the Worlds of Change

Poets for Peace / forgottenmeadows  &  Meaning of the heron

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