What life tears apart nature mends – cyclical flow, divinely decreed. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: rip/mend) Image from personal collection. Advertisements
Make blanket of green bough our secret sanctuary – eden – as squirrels watch and animals rustle, feel the purely bucolic, leave cloudy noon, come
Contrasts, life presents – focus on the light, I tell myself, eyes wandering to dark corners been up against too many brick walls to harbour
Evil dons a political mask, puppetry performed with carefully construed phrases, public favour swayed… and as a final ruse deploys duplicitous vestments declaring divinity onboard.
This breach – this ever-widening gap fear induced pits us against them as if humanity can be divided salvation a selective process. We need a
Bright day – hope breezes through open window sparrow lights on windowsill espies me cock-eyed What wonders keep you inside? he queries I sputter… lacking