The Missing All – prevented Me
From missing minor Things.
If nothing larger than a World’s
Departure from a Hinge –
Or Sun’s extinction, be observed –
‘Twas not so large that I
Could lift my Forehead from my work
For Curiosity.
Posts Tagged ‘curiosity’
Bowls And Globes – haiku by Dennis Lange
Posted in My Haiku, tagged bard on the hill, Bowls and Globes, curiosity, Dennis Lange, earth, goldfish, Haikus, largest, poems, poetry, satisfaction, small minds on November 17, 2014| Leave a Comment »
Bowls And Globes
A small world
Satisfies enough
A small mind.
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The largest
Is satisfied by
This grand Earth.
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photo by Elvis Santana at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/oosw8iy/goldfish
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* The haiku I write are lines of 3-5-3 syllables instead of 5-7-5.
See Haiku article here for explanation, if needed: https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/haiku/
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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2014.
Sonnet 47 – What Drove Them On? by Dennis Lange
Posted in My Poems, Sonnets, tagged bard on the hill, Columbus, curiosity, Dennis Lange, exploring, jungle, Magellan, Mona Lisa, moon, poems, poetry, Sonnet 47, sonnets, urge discover, What Drove Them On? on September 13, 2014| 2 Comments »
Sonnet 47 – What Drove Them On?
What drove Columbus and Magellan out
From harbors safe to test the waters wide?
Each stood upon the shore, none else about
And wondered what the maddening line might hide.
What spurred men on to leave this pleasant place
To sit atop a flame to reach the moon?
For centuries we wondered ‘bout that face –
What lies behind la Mona Lisa lune?
From beds of ease, men went to jungle’s trees,
That closed behind and left them to contend
With foes and beasts and heat and dread disease.
And why? – What lies beyond the river’s bend?
The urge to search comes when one cannot see
And’s coupled with a curiosity.
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photo by RW Lindner at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mC5YTEq/Cave
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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2014.
The Things Of Childhood by Dennis Lange
Posted in My Poems, tagged < META name = "keywords" content = "The Things of Childhood, curiosity, Dennis Lange, Paul childish things, poems, poetry, the bard on the hill, wonder" > on April 26, 2012| 10 Comments »
Children at play (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The Things of Childhood
Like Paul, when growing older, I
Put childish things away.
There is a time for adult’s world,
For work and little play.
The blank slate of a baby’s mind
Was filled by sights and sounds,
Like colored notes cast lavishly,
Seeds sown on fertile grounds.
The bottles, rattles, and the blocks
Gave way to older toys.
Then soldiers, trucks, and baby dolls
Came, left all girls and boys.
My childhood innocence was lost
As world revealed its guile,
Reality beneath the mask:
It hid a serpent smile.
My youthful gangly limbs then grew
To manhood’s branch and trunk;
A hairy harvest and I shaved
My voice an octave sunk.
Through many changes, I have come;
A few things still remain.
Wise adults choose which things still do,
From which ones to abstain.
Like Paul, when growing older, I
Put childish things away;
But childlike curiosity
And wonder’s here to stay.
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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2012.
