End of Our World

Let’s hold hands and sip red wine

while we wait for the dinosaurs

to trample us

We hear the roar of T-Rex and

the ground rumbles as Brontosaurus

ambles across fields of sweet corn

flattening barns and houses

Pterodactyls swoop down to

snatch grazing cows in their long

toothed beaks

There will be no happy ending

Let’s hold hands and sip red wine

until the children are in dreamland

and peace reigns in our world again

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image by Morgan Dragonwillow
image by Morgan Dragonwillow

Capricious Fate

capricious fate how
do you decide who
prospers and who fails

who lives in a mansion
who lives on the streets
capricious fate how

can a mortal change
your mind, shift your will
make fortune shine

on those destitute
suffering, no hope
oh fickle fate, one

moment you guide to safety
one moment look away

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burning mountain

born by white robed monks
blazing torches light the mountain
grass consumed by fire

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bonfire lights the night
yamayaki festival
mountain shudders

Priests preparing for Wakakusa Yamyaku
Priests preparing for
Wakakusa Yamyaku

no rhyme or reason

there is no man in the moon
no green cheese
no high jumping cow
no one to talk to in the middle of the night
no one watching over me as i sleep
the twinkling stars lied
they’re wearing cubic zirconium
the mouse has a digital watch
contrary mary is growing weed
and there are no shells by the sea
the sheep are on strike,
no new woolen mittens for this kitten
all rhyme and reason has been
stollen by wee willie
and i am left sitting with the king –
no pipe, no bowl, no music

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Day 3 of OctPoWriMo and the prompt was “what drains you”.

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Remembering

Omaha beach, Normandy
Omaha beach, Normandy

I stand
alone

on the beach and
imagine the young men
soldiers in their olive green
uniforms, wearing round,

bowl-like helmets – arms
raised, clutching rifles
pushing through the white-capped

surf onto the wet sandy ground
footsteps leaving pock
marks soon filled with
the tide and their blood

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We recently visited Omaha beach in Normandy so this prompt brought to mind the movie “The Longest Day”

paper lanterns

The featured haiku poet at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai today is Michael Dylan Welch.
Chevrefeuille asks us to compose a new haiku inspired by this one written by the featured poet.

roar of the midway –
the toddler’s balloon
rises in the moonlight

© Michael Dylan Welch
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10,000 Paper Lanterns
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paper lanterns
floating in the night sky
imitate stars

© Candace Kubinec