I
Universe I want
what I want, right now! Stomp-stomp!
My cat snores softly.
II
Humans have not learned,
all good things take time, ya know?
P-u-r-r-f-e-c-t-l-y, I stretch.
haiku Guru, Susan L Hart 2023
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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
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
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
In a World Rearranging
There are times when the world is rearranging itself. And at times like that, the right words can change the world. ~ Orson Scott Card
What if some of the right words are slipping through the cracks of censorship? How would we know?
And the bigger question for me right now is, do most people even care?
If we as individuals commit to a society where we take responsibility for our own words (that is, we are not going out to willfully hurt others with them), then we and our words will sort themselves out. Do we need “parenting” by an external authority?
Susan L Hart / Author 