CD Ghost : May : Cathy/ Tree of Life

CD Ghost May Cathy/Yggdraisl

Yggdraisl =Tree of Life
A haibun: Comfort Zones? (#2)

I shouldn't read them but every once in a while

the scope of my eyes catches the general phraseology

and like a cat’s claw I get snagged

and then attempt application

leaves take them

their greens only one hue

truth lays in midst

entertainment that’s all they are horror

in a few sentences enough to waggle doubts

and misgivings and a hyenas grating laughter

star-speak, skunk-streak

bark, heavy skin or

the sound of mean dogs

arguments heard by shouting

I suppose I should count them, my lucky stars

the ones in my orbit those close at hand

and worry less about those who chose to go

so very far away...

maple nosegays, seeds

wind swept, from the arms

that attempt reaching

while some choices seem like they are in our control

others are perhaps not so...working with what we have,

sometimes the only choice left at the bottom of the pile, is to wait;

maybe the lost treasure can be found

still no words exchanged

more time passes, elapses

easing the distance

the top of the tree, reaches,

reaches breathing hope of growth

©JP/davh