on a pendulum
called time – swinging to and fro
like life – jazz
outside my snow globe
the sun didn’t rise today
and the moon wanes
children still play in the parks
somewhere a raven – sings
snow globes and clocks
illusions of time and space
until the snow falls
© G.s.k. ‘15
Sometimes I write a tanka or haiku in my comments to a post … this morning the first haiku (which should be called American Haiku) was written for Chris at “The Muscleheaded Blog” for his lovely quote by Jack Kerouac … the second for was written a great poem created by Randy Maize at – “The Writer’s Village”,
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