Of Lives Past a Haibun Prose Envelope

OF LIVES PAST a haibun prose envelope Perfection is an illusive pastime ,an unending quest that hides delusion in uncharted waters on life's path.Distractions,obstacles spring up unannouced, by chance,opportunities deflate in despair.Again,again,the siren's call. beckons innocent naivety,nothing is simple one is alive. uniquely ourselves littered by our obsessions- loneliness cries out One is alive ,each day, breathing,eating living, yet separate, alone but part of another,blood smeared by genes linked ,chain by chain in generations pattern.We wait and wait in line,repeating the same mistakes,treading the same circle.Imaging progress is reality,pretending we are wise and certain.Never to wonder why! You may hear me recite this haibun and much of my PS anthology on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro. Catch my short forms @strandpoet on twitter