Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 253

Laughter

Ha!
Ha! Ha!
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Tee hee...
Ho Ho.
Hmm...
Laughter's little string of pearls
Trips merrily across the floor,
Swelling with contagious force,
Demanding more, always more.

Sweet confusion striking fancies
Deep within a secret well,
Triggering a multitude of charming,
Chiming, ringing bells.
Swells of passion and compassion
Fills the cup to overflow,
Quelling fears and chasing tears
To caves abandoned long ago.

Laughter... God's sweet medicine...
Panacea for the soul.
A miracle more precious
Than the wealth of silver and of gold.

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Haiku 7

Simple blade of grass
Singing to the waxing sun
Cries a dewdrop tear.


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...Where Miracles Wander

Miracles roamed the earth a million, billion years ago.
It comes as no surprise there's still a few around today.
Relics of the unexplained phenomena expounded
Point by point to no avail,
Their meaning lost along the way.

Earth revolves in time and space.
Mere mortals can't explain the why,
The where, the when it all began.
Conjecture humbly waits its' turn.
Theory poses to expose the truth
In all its' glory,
But theories must be proven
Or else they crash and burn.

So, we believe in miracles.
Why not buy the farm?
A shield to raise against all fears...
A quilt to keep us warm.
There is so much our feeble minds
Will never understand. That's why
Miracles accompany the walk of every man.

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Haiku 6

Sunlight sheds a tear
Tickling a languid eyelid. 
Pressing matters call. 

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Who Am I?

A question asked by every human
Since the early dawn of time...
A poser echoed through the ages
Both in prose and simple rhyme.

Like Valjean in Hugo's epic
Crying out when day was done,
Needing desperately to know...
Who was 2-4-6-0-1?

Where does life lead when it's over?
Will there be another side?
Is there only stillness waiting
When we reach the other side?

Pondering reveals no answer.
Desperate measure?  No reply.
Still the question haunts and lingers,
Prodding... Probing...
Who am I?

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Haiku 5

Peaceful carefree dove
Frolicking the day away. 
Amity prevails. 

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Two-Faced Friend

Which mask do you wear tonight
With darkness breaking into light,
Showering a fool's delight
With merriment and mirth?
Will you be a trusted friend,
Musketeers until the end,
Chasing rainbows in the wind,
Blind to principal and worth?

Will you turn and fly away
Like some strange angry bird of prey?
Intent that all must go your way
You spread your wings and fly.
So unfaithful... So unkind...
Leaving one to bask behind,
Mellowing in pools of wine...
Wondering, why?

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Haiku 4

Gaze fresh to the east
In awe of the waxing sun.
The future is now. 

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Whistling

Smiling Jack Mack was a whistler's whistler,
Any tune, any time, he knew them all.
We always knew when old Jack was coming,
His well-rounded tones floating soft down the hall.

Always in fashion his cheerful rendition
Of well-meaning flavor to savor, enjoy,
And keep the sweet memory deep in subconscious,
Like that of a child with his favorite toy.

Whistles are cheering
And whistlers happy
Like old Jack Mack as he'd joyfully croon.
Life is too short to deaden with sorrow.
Look to tomorrow and whistle a tune.

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Going, Going, Gone For Good

Day one... Ground zero...
Naked and afraid.
Empty coffers ready to be filled.
Nothing short of primal instinct
And an unknown spirit,
Soil unfurrowed waiting to be tilled.
Adolescence... Rights of passage...
Gangly, sprouting youth.
Minds all knowing, not to be deterred.
World before you at your feet,
You search for your own truth, while
Secretly you hang on every word.
Pains and pressures of adulthood,
Passing of the torch,
Hoping for a miracle or two.
Sudden realization that it's
Slipping through your fingers,
Wondering if they'll remember you.
Golden dreams mature to let you
Fully realize that
You wouldn't trade it even if you could.
The journey is the treasure, from
Day one until the end we're forever
Going, going, gone for good.

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