A creek flows into the sea...its bank, yesterday's sandbar.
Link with 1067: Beach.
[At the Pacific Rim Park on Vancouver Island there are lovely driftwood-strewn beaches. When we were last there I was fascinated by a creek flowing into the sea. It constantly redefined itself as its banks eroded in the sand and the course of the stream kept changing. But, of course, it all got "wiped clean" again at the next high tide.]
From "The Haiku Anthology" I became interested in Haiku and I have since written numerous haiku, senyru, and tanka. "Masago", my haiku pen-name, means "grain(s) of sand" in Japanese. I have recently started learning Esperanto and Japanese. A few years ago I developed a new eastern verse form which we now call 'Renhai'.
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1068. Self Redefinition
A creek flows
into the sea...its bank,
yesterday's sandbar.
Link with 1067: Beach.
[At the Pacific Rim Park on Vancouver Island there are lovely driftwood-strewn beaches. When we were last there I was fascinated by a creek flowing into the sea. It constantly redefined itself as its banks eroded in the sand and the course of the stream kept changing. But, of course, it all got "wiped clean" again at the next high tide.]
Dear Vaughn, your poem is a very good example for Heraclitus' aphorism "Panta Rhei: everything flows and nothing is left unchanged".
neighbours's son~
his eyes...
unchanged
Thank you!
nice..... having just come from the beach it's fresh in my mind
beautiful vaughn
in itself and for all it says about life and time
thank you
No wonder we little fishes stay so confused. Stop moving the walls to my asylum!!
love the implications in this one!
Dana-maria: So true. Thanks.
Pamela: Thanks, I'd like to be at the beach. :-)
Floots: Thank you, my friend.
Pat: *LOL* (again).
Polona: My pleasure.
Well done! Seen with the eyes of a seer!:)
Borut: You are too kind. :-) Thanks!
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