tis your choice
to bite or not to bite
that is the question
whether it is nobler
to seek revenge or
walk away
removing that person
from one's life
blown like a piece of fluff
from a sleeve
ay there's the rub
where there's a Will
there's a way
tis your choice
to bite or not to bite
that is the question
whether it is nobler
to seek revenge or
walk away
removing that person
from one's life
blown like a piece of fluff
from a sleeve
ay there's the rub
where there's a Will
there's a way
CINQUAINS
suppose
you're preparing
a feast for thanksgiving
happy thanksgiving to you all
enjoy
always
feast or famine
droughts and or flooding rains
no worries it's the wide brown land
for me
struggles and blessings
supply of silver linings
needed by us all
we need to hoard them when times
turn bleak and dark storms prevail
your beautiful photographs
gracing our walls
you are still with me
but have left me as well
now but a mere shadow
of your former self
the cruelty of age
and its spear carriers
shows no mercy
TANKA
you were my dear friend
always so reassuring
during those sad years
you never gave me a pledge
to stay and i thought you would
if you like witches and ghosts
spooks are not for me
gladly not part of my life
and not part of my culture