Desert Echo #haiku #tanrenga

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ancient laughter
captured in a canyon wind –
yucca leaves, rustling

© Jen of Blog It Or Lose It

ancient laughter

captured in canyon wind

yucca leaves, rustling

~Jen

echoed conversation

wisdom of the ages

~mdw

This is Carpe Diem’s Tan Renga prompt for the weekend

If you are unfamiliar with the Tan Renga form,

the second “stanza” of 7-7 is an echo of another poet’s haiku

So Young #death

A child is lost in the flood but we do not forget…

I met you along the pathway one day

“death doesn’t hurt

it’s life that’s painful”

I hear you say

“Tell them I’m ok”

He spoke so wisely at the age of 10

Taken one day by an unsuspecting rise

the water became his world

I looked again

His smile so innocent

his gait unhurried

He had arrived at his final destination

If I could only look at life and death as he

“The waters may flood your life

they will not pull you under

not

until

it’s

time”

He called over his shoulder

“It’s not my time ” I smiled

not yet…

This poem is a tribute to a boy who died one year ago when he was caught in a flash flood behind our neighborhood. His parent’s drive was lit by luminaries on Saturday the reminder from the community that we have not forgotten their boy.

Photography: “Path for a child” L. Moon 2012

When We Were Young #microfiction

going off to war changes youth

We were just kids then though we felt we could change the world

The boys were already leaving in their shiny new blues or greens for another land

giggling as they went

knowing when they returned the letter jacket would be replaced with a band of gold for the girls

Some smiles grew wiser as they opened each new account

Others lost their smiles completely when the horrid news came out

And now the eyes remaining

glisten with a wisdom not all their own

We never knew survival would extract such a precious toll

This great prompt came from Tess Kincaid over at Magpie Tales

Intelligence an “I” that looks into the Wisdom of the Ages

I was talking to a fellow poet about trees this week. We were musing about the intelligence stored up in the trees. What mistakes would we bypass if we could access the ancient wisdom of the trees?

Have you ever contemplated what if would be like to have been under the teaching of Plato, or studied art with Monet, or ridden in a tank with MacArthur? Can you imagine the wisdom that those who have gone before us could impart to man today?

Survivors

Think about the Redwoods or the Sequoias. They are some of the oldest trees in existence – they have been through many wars, survived plagues, droughts, and general mayhem. These trees managed to keep it together during the Civil War. They held their peace when Martin Luther King Jr. was assassinated. They felt the earth quake in their roots when bombs were dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

Peace Summit

Think about holding a peace summit with the oldest trees in the world. I’m sure they could shed some literal and figurative light on the direction our world is going. They have seen and heard what has come from the ramblings and the idiocies of men.

Listen

What would the trees say to us? Listen really carefully and maybe just maybe you can catch a piece of a conversation between two senior citizens:

“Remember that young fella. He was almost as tall as the young saplings. He was interested in trees and mankind – honest too.”

“I remember when Teddy Roosevelt made a tribute to some of our relatives. That human knew a thing or two about trees.”

“You must understand, young Hobbit, it takes a long time to say anything in Old Entish. And we never say anything unless it is worth taking a long time to say.” – Treebeard

If only we would listen, maybe our world could stop the speeding train heading toward disaster. Trees don’t care about economics, but I’m sure they would love to see the human heart exposed. How would it fair if it were exposed?

The trees would expound on the merits of wisdom. Wisdom would be revealed in compassion for one’s fellow man rather than the popular getting ahead schemes of the populace.

Straight from the Tree’s Mouth

If we could only get a quote from a tree – hmmm

One felt as if there was an enormous well behind them, filled up with ages of memory and long, slow, steady thinking; but their surface were sparkling with the present; like sun shimmering on the outer leaves of a vast tree, or on the ripples of a very deep lake.’ The Lord of the Rings- The Two Towers

If you have been reading my “I” series this is a different kind of  “I”. Hope it causes you to ponder. As I stood beneath an old tree today, I tried to soak in just a little something – Intelligence??? Who knows…


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