POETRY | HAIKU

The World Goes Down Easier

With Smaller Bites

An enormous feast Spread out before untrained eyes Bewilders minds

Where does one begin Choosing from delights of phrase To fashion a tale?

Overwhelming awe Reveals inadequacies Of a mere novice.

A writer by any Other names appropriate Judge only ourselves

Learning to discern The nuances of rhythm Forcing muse to dance

Just as beholders Unable to take all in Gulps of splashing prose

So I must maintain Presence of mind to digest My unwritten thoughts

Much like Rome rising So too the art of story Pleads time spent wiser

Tinier morsels In the diligence of time Rumble from within

Neverending search A craft imperfect alas Drives us forward still

An endless pursuit Toward truths yet discovered Or lies we tell ourselves

Learning to write can be a perilous and lonely journey. Like a Jinga puzzle, we build our thoughts on precarious foundations from the inner mind. Unraveling the thread often creates less clarity.

‘Smaller Bites’ is about channelling ourselves to more concise conclusions.

Haiku has taught me to slow the process and choose words that tell smaller, more condensed stories. Progress is more gradual, but I believe the result is a better solution. AS ALWAYS…

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