Michael Dylan Welch is poet laureate of Redmond, Washington, and curator for two poetry reading series in Redmond. His latest poetry book is True Colour. He is a longtime officer of the Haiku Society of America, and proprietor of National Haiku Writing Month (www.nahaiwrimo.com). His personal website is www.graceguts.com, devoted mostly to poetry.
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You've urged my imagination Michael. Nifty.
__ Our day star is the richest bank of life as it feeds our world, and there may then exist a parallel between the stars and your stairs; dreaming upward. _m
wow, the endless stairs are sort of cumbersome to navigate, nevermind that they take us upwards and they run us down, better stairs than a thud, I guess…
rings of smoke–
on the whispering wind
a stairway to heaven
Silence-
Brings strength
Clouds pass.
Lovely analogy. The stairs depicting our struggle to 'get on top of things' is very apt and relatable.
You've urged my imagination Michael. Nifty.
__ Our day star is the richest bank of life as it feeds our world, and there may then exist a parallel between the stars and your stairs; dreaming upward. _m
night sky
in uncountable stars
a days gift
wow, the endless stairs are sort of cumbersome to navigate, nevermind that they take us upwards and they run us down, better stairs than a thud, I guess…
rings of smoke–
on the whispering wind
a stairway to heaven
(words from stairway to heaven¬.led zepplin)
Endless stairs and bills suggest feelings of frustration and even futility. Well captured, Michael.
marion
Beautiful image with poignant juxtaposition!
December end–
the milkman revises rate
for the new year
Pravat Kumar Padhy
Asahi Haikuist Network, 21.12.2012 ( Ed. David McMurray)
winter sunrise the long shadow of the dead squirrel's tail