salute to Hiroshima

nuclear quiet 

 

 

Tremble.

Terrible holocaust.

Fragments, smoldering ash attest inferno’s horror

beyond any concept of fright.

Tremble.

Desirous destruction

engulfs, combusts, devours the night.

Ghastly imbroglio to contemplate.

Holy emission of erupting sky

obscuring, engorging, torching heavens and Earth.

Maelstrom behind closed eyes of flesh-rending fire

razing, exploding, resplendent in awe filled

agony;

transcending density into shocks of deadliest

tremors.

Yes, tremble and think not of that night.

Caught in a thread which ravels to end in

throat-clutching screams.

Send dread escaping, sad streams of molten tears.

Endless, enduring, yet rent past all mending.

Quiet, so quiet tonight.

Kept closed -- quiet tonight.

Unable to catch breath; unable to cry; unable to go on

-- But, God, I don't die

just quail ‘neath flames descending, howl

without a sound.

Tremble, just tremble -- there's no soul around.

 

 

 

second flooding of Megiddo

 

 

I've got rain.

No words.

No fancy maledictions.

Pounding drips against

my inner scream.

Out in the valley,

obscured by smoky haze,

gathering armies.

Bright polished armor.

Weaponry clean

beauteously shines,

stars behind dark clouds.

No roots to cling to.

Flood water rises,

drowns fire, air, ability to

speak of sorrow.

Ashes

fall unevenly

through seeping valley.

 

 

 

 

Hiroshima

 

 

Peace

Fight for peace

Our sacred honor

Arrows fly

piercing armor

Pierce of amor, pride

outside all measure

Wrath, revenge as pleasure

Coiled paranoia

bayonet strong

Toddlers play,

armless, unwary

skeletally still

Bared secrets slip,

burn scars in time

Scorching, pinprick holes

in heaven's fabric,

petrified souls thrust to

premature eviction

Hellfire ripped from metaphor

Immolation scream-echo palpable, 

texture ascends

Daring phantoms,

death's brigade

wail "Peace!"

-- unheeded command

because real glory

belongs to slaughter

 

 

 

Veneration

 

 

Honoring peace.

Honoring essence left behind

not blessed in sanctified fields

open to air and sunlight,

tended to father by father,

mother to sacrificed child.

Dust denied transcendence to

holy loam in presence of love.

Lives not given, not shared, but stolen,

ripped asunder --

limbs, guts, glory.

Shrieking abodeless waifs,

wailing abandoned intimates, kin.

Screaming bombs, squealing tanks.

Arms, throats lacerated.

Vision scathed, scarred.

For peace, for country, for prosperity.

Today, smoke, cinder flecks

obscure a longed-for Sun.

 

 

 

devotional haiku

 

 

happy day to die

amid man's and planet's ruins

reverberant Hell

 

starshine uncontained

potent messaging released

DNA cackles

 

Japanese songbirds

born to nuclear wasteland

shriek mass destruction

 

 

 

Logic of Evolution

 

 

Successful progenitors

survive to sow seed

by force or persuasion

or hiding off screen

or banding together

that more may succeed,

and upgrade conditions,

enhance the breed.

But, for such teams to work well

we must

learn to respect, honor, and trust;

expect to contribute and take and share,

accept the caring for and care.

In community varied seeds are sown.

Thus is a thriving future grown.

Or, sibling rankling infests

to neighbors as scorn.

Barriers proliferate,

preparations for war.

Who is emboldened by

destruction and blood,

blowing civilizations

back into mud?

Are these principled people

filled with kindness and joy?

Those who can create good;

the lacking destroy.

Guns, bombs, cruel words,

contempt, angry sneers,

promotion of pain,

preying on fears,

paying us naught but

unneeded tears

and advancement of certain

unsavory careers.

We can reject their lies,

realize the prize.

Here! before our eyes.

Simple. Easy. Free.

Expect, accept, embrace

the abundance

of Peace.