Sunday, 28 May 2017

Haiku variations. Fake & faker.



The lie has become lore

Is there anybody that still speaks truth

Can we still know truth



Politics in country or company

Learned long ago that lying is allowed

If the liar delivers profit



I wished that this was

Fake news, alas it is our society

Become blind, deaf and dumb



Protect your awareness against it

For the ´legion´ lies, easily and readily

Just another name for ´faker´




Sunday, 21 May 2017

Haiku Variations. Man. Another Morrow.



Still I will not Judge

Yet I abstain myself from your life

Quietly I maintain my silence





Sunday, 14 May 2017

A land that can not be.


And if a land is filled with people
that do not know what silence is
if people run after themselves
and by screaming aloud prevent
that their meaninglessness might
pass unnoticed by the parents, the
children or others and kills silence.

If that country full of porcelain saints

does not want to give peace to those
who want to live in the right rythm
of birds and air and earth and purport
without claiming more space than that
which limits itself strictly to calm living,
such a country can not be in our world.

Sunday, 7 May 2017

Haiku Variations. Man. This morrow.




Still, consciously I breathe stillness

Today I choose tomorrow not to be

Yet I pass no judgment


The AllPoetry.com version:

Still consciously I breathe
stillness today I choose
my tomorrow not to be
however judgmental

my choice may be