Ponderance
Drinking the finest of red wine on this old moving train.
Staring out the window at all of the trees in the rain.
Pondering about my own plans past the day after tomorrow.
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Categories:
ponderance, drink, travel, wine,
Form: Sijo
Ponderance of the Past
Pondance Of The Past
How long
Will it last
Before
It’s the past
What must
It be
To make
History
How should
It look
To make
The big book
Will what
Is said
Share only
A shred
I just
Want to know
Who told you
So
But what
I must ask
About all
The past
Will it
repeat
If we
All don’t think…
Bill MacEachern
03/23/23
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Categories:
ponderance, history, memory,
Form: Rhyme
Ponderance From Poet Atop a Mountain
Ponderance from Poet Atop A Mountain
The path I follow
until I can’t go further;
A chasm prevents me
from reaching the other side
and so I dally henceforth.
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Categories:
ponderance, deep, perspective, solitude, spiritual,
Form: Tanka
Future Ponderance
I recall my having saved something: A special sized box … a uniquely colored rubber band … an old, old hat … or a million sundry other things, thinking that sometime in the future I might find a use or application for whatever it was.
Looking back, it seems like I was traversing a universally
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Categories:
ponderance, introspection, remember,
Form: Narrative
Progress Ponderance
Progress is to make
life simple, simplicity
does not inspire.
Date: 06/22/2019
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Categories:
ponderance, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Senryu
Ponderance On Life
As I thought about life today
I pondered on my past
The roads been full of twists and turns
Yet travels by so fast
Did I follow every dream. I sought
Long enough to know
Some exits that I should have taken
I've passed some time ago
Should I follow where my heart leads me
And what I seek to find
Or settle for the
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Categories:
ponderance, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
Pre-Ponderance of Roads Maps
out of sorts like something's missing
seems everything in life is preordained
vaguely sense today's unfilled blessing
maybe that's why life feels estranged
once, not enough, maybe all that we get
to glean from fields, our fruit and wheat
satiate our bellies, taste little regret
life's experiences that to us, taste sweet
if all of my days have been prearranged
then, that just begs
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Categories:
ponderance, hope, imagination, introspection, love,
Form: Quatrain