Haiku - Song for dune and forest

Please: What is it

To be Warden, to be Wyrd,

A stewardship to steer?

Haiku - Astonishment

Taking a moment

To sit and feel

Just how ancient everything is

People of the mind

People of the Mind:

The rivers of the Gut

and the givers of the hurt

Say:

Free yourself from 

Karmic bind!

A reel of His story

What you got in your DNA, Jaguar?

I got the blood of poets,

Magicians and musicians!

There’s been a film sliding between me

And the stone of reality

Since I was young,

The film of culture 

And a whole family line 

Of ingrained self-destructive thought programming

That seem to be married into a rather unhealthy

Long term arrrangement.

Now it seems the reel is at its end,

Tugging off the spool and about to snap,

Tearing off its attachment clips,

Even as the spool is connected to 

A wheel that wants to keep spinning:

Half the problem was getting to the end of the script,

Emerging here, at the end of His Story.

But a new challenge arises:

What story do I write next?

What? In place of

Nothing I ever do is right or good enough.

What? In the aftermath of

No one sees me or cares about my existence.

What? To fill the space in the derangement of

I don’t know what love feels like, so

I can’t give or receive it.

End

Haiku - Arcane

The creature

The placement of stones

The concept of truth in history