Haikus et al.

The coat
Makes a bad haiku object
For the non-English major

My coat isn’t warm
The wind goes through
The thin fabric



I sing to myself,
And what I do not assume haunts me
For my every atom belongs to you.

I invite you to my soul,
I lean at my ease,
Beautiful as a spear of summer grass.

My tongue, every atom of my blood
Made by love
I, now twenty two years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.

School onward in silence
Retired, but never forgotten,
Nearing the end for good or for bad,
I permit myself a wish
To have the energy to fight onward.

Past Memories

Not so much a blog entry as a comment on finding poems...

Not having had much experience with poetry in my educational career, many of the poems I have found are either poems that the vast majority of people have heard before or poems that were specifically mentioned in English classes- some long ago, some more recent. All of them, though, have a special place in my memories, for all of them were prominent in my life at some point or another. For instance, one of the poems (if you can even call it a poem) is the 23rd Psalm. Now, most everyone has heard the 23rd Psalm at some point in their lives, but it is more than a psalm or a passage from the Bible, it is a testament to my standing as a practicing man of the Greek Orthodox faith. Many others have other places, some as serious as my faith, some merely reminding me of a different place in my life. But they all have that meaning....

Love

Love your parents
Love your siblings
Love your family
Love your pets
Love your friends
Love your job
Love your house
Love your bed
Love your car


Love your life.