Weekly Contest
Classic poem of the day
All things pass
A sunrise does not last all morning
All things pass
A cloudburst does not last all day
All things pass
Nor a sunset all night
All things pass
What always changes?
Earth . . . sky . . . thunder . . .
mountain . . . water . . .
wind . . . fire . . . lake . . .
These change
And if these do not last
Do man's visions last?
Do man's illusions?
Take things as they come
All things pass
member poem of the day
gossamer flames
lace the oak
church pew
cracking varnish
not yet worn off
by a thousand pious
asses stretching time
my neighbor worships
football as I worship
flame
little suns
on earth
warm
my heart
my knuckles
crack over
the ashes
of archaim
tracing portraits:
children yet
to be born
stars long
since expired
crude cartoons
lit by flares
exhaust
pipe torches
burning the last
oil
no longer
necessary
there’s so much
of society left
to burn –
this global warming
will leave no one
in the cold
First published in On The Verge - http://otvmagazine.com/2016/02/01/global-warming-initiative-2016/
