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I dig computers
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Distant echoes play
Emotions raised from my past
Words obscured by time.
Insecurities
Flickering across my mind
Sleep brutalized
Critical to climb
Ascend to the greatest heights
Thus see the long view
My response to “Today’s @baffled #HaikuChallenge: any haiku you like, as long as it has the word ‘long’ in it….” on Twitter.
Reflect on myself
Walking upon these same streets
Changed and new blended.
Walking upon old roads
My childhood feet trode.
Memories, feelings lurking
Forgotten flit forth, bird-like;
A flicker upon consciousness
Vanishing like morning fog
Leaving no trace save the
Dream-like phantom reflection
Of my youth.
Sunlight drifts on wind
Cool intensity floating
Flowers greet the morn
Journeys create souls
Deepening our deepest depths
First step: send ourselves.
Impatience destroys quality;
Feeds the tyrrany of the “NOW”,
Raging inferno of immediate perfection.
Devaluing mastery’s glorious gifts.
Quality bears manifold delights
Ones lost upon our gone-in-a-blink minds.
We’ve lost something powerful,
Traded for empty consumer shells.
The sculptor’s calloused hands
Have no short-cut. Each nick,
Wear, rub of creation, crafting
Builds knowledge, deepest skills.
Mastery: quality can’t be bought
It must be earned with each step,
Journeying: critical. Motions,
Thousands, in summation: gestalt.
Nothing great ever happened by rigidly adhering to the status quo.