Day 58 – The Castle

There is no cure
for a pile of ashes
no putting back together
the plane that crashes

There is no use
in revisiting the grave
no power of recollection
that could save

But we do have the means
of preservation
a way to steel our minds
from devastation

Yes, the castle burned
as we always knew it would
but ah- do you remember
when it stood?


Day 57 – Kindle

To wait for the spirit to strike
is to wait for the match to kindle
by the time the spirit has struck
it’s already begun to dwindle

When the players hear the bell
they must be ready to play
and so must a poet practice
despite having nothing to say