4-30-19
Endings are endings
final
finite
but only in this world
this realm
there are others we can visit
as we leave this one
of this I am sure
because I believe
in the unbelievable
and cast aside all fear
to pursue
the incomparable
adventure.
© Erik Hansen 2019
Filed under American, Contemporary, Creative Writing, Diversity, Edges, Literature, Poetry, Publishing, Self Publishing, Writing
4-29-19
Cars line up
on the city streets
bumper to bumper
somehow pedestrians
weave between them
the sounds of horns
shouts, a distant jackhammer
air brakes on a bus
deep down base
from a passing two door
electric yellow
demanding attention
ending the red light monotony.
© Erik Hansen 2019
Filed under Edges
4-28-19
Raspberry canes sprout
through the empty eye-sockets
in the sun bleached skull
half hidden in the leaves
of yesterday’s autumn
reminders that tomorrow
may never come for you
but it comes nonetheless.
© Erik Hansen 2019
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4-27-19
Wolves pad softly
through the forest
keen noses
take in the life
that they pursue
no good
no evil
life and death are their gods
every day
forever.
© Erik Hansen 2019
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4-26-19
Incense sticks smoke
fragrant
a soft breeze pushes
small floating lamps
pushing flower petals
out of their way
upon the milk stained waters
of the Ganges
chants of mantras echo
over and across
as the sun slips under.
© Erik Hansen 2019
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4-25-19
New blossoms open
upon a sunny spring day
azure skies above.
© Erik Hansen 2019
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4-24-19
I believe
in the unbelievable
a foundation
with footings
anchored upon bedrock
strength
not my own.
© Erik Hansen 2019
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4-22-19
Rain spatters the glass
of the windshield on the bus
wet passengers ride.
© Erik Hansen 2019
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