Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Tetonic Symmetry

Pine
Lonely hill
A bird of prey swoops
Eerie darkening skies loom
Dry grasses ripple in the pale sun
A herd of deer gathers at the meadow's edge
The reds, oranges and yellows of Fall are long fled
Stands of bare white aspen mingle with blue spruce and Douglas fir
Restless waves build on the midnight water of the lake
Far away granite peaks point to the heavens
A cold stream grey and wet rushes by
Small creatures huddle for warmth
Autumn is dying
Chill winds blow
Rain

Mary's Dog - A Poem

Mary got herself a dog, the cutest little pup
It played and tugged at her heartstrings and then the dog grew up

Mary left her dog at home when she went off to work
The dog chewed up her brand new shoes just like a total jerk

Mary took her dog with her when she went for a walk
I spied a cat, it broke the leash and chased it 'round the block

Mary traveled out of town and left her dog with Dad
And when the doggy misbehaved the old man got quite mad

Mary went to bed one night, her dog outside the door
At dawn the dog was in the bed and she was on the floor

Mary gave her dog a treat to teach it to behave
The treat was gone in no time flat into its mouthy cave

Mary let her dog outside when it began to bark
When she found spots burned in her lawn, she took it to the park

Mary's dog had "accidents" outside the hallway door
Mary got the carpet changed after she fixed the floor

Mary's dog got old and frail and finally met its end
Without her dog the world seems less, her heart may never mend

Friday, March 27, 2015

Assorted Sparse Poems

Yesterday is gone
No matter what we may wish
Tomorrow will come

Call it Fusion (퓨전)?

말없는 소리
폭탄후 혼란 사망
정없는 마음

A voice without words
After the bomb, turmoil, death
A heart without feeling

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Haiku & Poem

Childhood Memories of a Duststorm

A strengthening breeze
A great wind comes from the south
I am lost in dust


Poem 3

A cool wind blow across my face
And leads me gently down
Across the meadows of the hills
And wandering to the town
I have gone
I have come
I am changed
Yet still numb.


March 24, 2015 10:22 pm

Friday, March 20, 2015

Two Poems

Insomnia breeds poetry?  Last night it did.

Poem 1

Malignant and imperial cruel spirit
Crouched like an assassin in the night
Cold and calculating scientist
Turning on the harsh remorseless light

Hiding in the vastness of the labyrinth
Boldly marching forth to face cruel fate
Stabbing up from hell at heartless destiny
Lingering in shame inside the gate

Monday, March 9, 2015

December in India, Part 8

After our whirlwind tour of Jaipur, we headed back to Delhi to the airport for our trip home.  We got to see some different country than the trip down to Agra.  There were more hills and it was noticeably drier.  We saw a lot of camels for the first little while coming out of Jaipur.  We also stopped and watched troop of monkeys being fed.  The traffic was heavier than the day before with all the long-distance lorries on the road coming up to Delhi.  The road to Agra was a toll expressway with no freight traffic and the road from Agra to Jaipur was not nearly as busy.  We stopped several times at intersections where the traffic backed up.  And once or twice we got delayed by construction on overpasses.  It was a long trip, but still interesting.  We stopped at great roadside restaurant and had chicken pakora and meat samosas.  The latter were very good and I wish I had tasted them earlier in the trip.


Sunday, March 8, 2015

December in India, Part 7

We spent Christmas Day in Jaipur touring some very beautiful and interesting sites.  We visited Hawa Mahal, Amber Fort and Jal Mahal in the morning.  In the early afternoon we went to Jantar Mantar and the Jaipur City Palace in middle of the city.  Then we drove for several hours back to Delhi where we caught our flight home to the U.S.

Leaving the Hotel


December in India, Part 6

We left Agra on the morning of December 24th and spent most of the day driving to Jaipur.  The road was very foggy in the morning and we ended up stopped for about 45 minutes in a traffic jam.  As they day went on the fog burned off and we entered drier country.

On the Road from Agra