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Black & White & Rainbows

Right, wrong,
north, south,
black, white,
which way do I go?

I have walked the flat
gray plane of existence
that this 3rd dimension
too often can be,
futilely exploring
the monotones of
an oft desolate place,
where each small
blade of grass shivers
sadly in the landscape,
calling out to the sky.

And I have wondered –
If white is all color,
and black its absence,
where are the colors between?

So I’ve left that plane
and I’m climbing
a shining mountain;
I will not rest ’til
I find all my colors,
that grand view above
a too narrow horizon.
The trek is exhilarating,
the views are breathtaking,
and I’m heading for that
brilliant peak yonder.

It’s the place of my dreams,
where rainbows gleam
and eagles soar,
and my soul can live free.


Black & White & Rainbows © Susan L Hart

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Crimson Reverie

Friends send word
that it’s a stellar
autumn back home,
punctuated with pics
of unimaginable
flushes of perfect
color, ringing against
deep blue skies,
nudging my heart
to impossible
yearnings…

For long luxurious
walks scented
by Nature’s turning,
the poignant musk of
her full fruition,
apricot and crimson
ablaze with sunlight,
her dazzling glow
embracing me,
bending my mood
and contemplation.

Whoever could feel
tired or defeated
on such days?

I felt naught
but goodness and
rightness on these
halcyon treks,
Nature teaching me
the natural way
of everything –
It is not death,
but a tender
“see you later”,
only to rise up
again, transformed
in sweet green,
bidding me “hello”,
begging me to
walk and talk
of possibilities,
plans, the rebirth
of everything,
including me.

But just for awhile,
how my heart longs
to stroll once again
‘neath that crimson.


Crimson Reverie © Susan L Hart

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Grace

May Grace shine on you,
smiling like the sun, lifting
your heavy heart light.


Today’s haiku was inspired by yesterday’s post by Wynne Leon, Does Loving-Kindness Actually Matter?  It’s well worth a read!

Grace © Susan L Hart 2023

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Melding

Everything fades to dust
eventually,
the wheels of progress turn
inevitably.

The elders of the tribe
woefully
remember times not lived
respectfully.

History keeps secrets
illicitly,
of the big lessons doled
heartlessly.

The past is only known
truthfully,
by the ones who lived it
successfully.

If young people listened
graciously,
to the old wisdom learned
painfully,

together they could build
splendidly,
a new vision that’s forged
lovingly.


Melding © Susan L Hart 2023

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Humanity’s Dance

Humanity’s a
wallflower, sidelined,
waiting for a dance.

Worn shoes, shabby frock,
her sad eyes have seen too much.
“Who would dance with that?”

The crowd parties on,
make-busy taking selfies,
tries to ignore her.

She’s irritating,
that girl waiting for her chance,
hoping for a dance.

Overindulgence,
the laughter now rings hollow,
the clock strikes brittle.

Someone looks over,
overcome by compassion,
can bear it no more.

Extending their hand,
Humanity stands to dance.
(Crowd’s silent snicker.)

Slowly, gracefully,
wisdom learned, eons shine in
Humanity’s moves.

The tired crowd watches,
perhaps there’s something to that
girl who wants to dance.

Mesmerized, new thoughts
energize the soul-weary,
move them to the floor.

Humanity’s dream!
She just wanted the chance to
teach them how to dance.


The Dance, a multiverse haiku © Susan L Hart 2023

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