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 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Gusts swirl under moist sun sinking,

Leaves loft and fall into garden pond,

Fiercly, first colours assemble to brink,

Red maple burns throughout autumn.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
All my love for her  .  .  .
Burnished out in the open,
  .  .  .  The way that light clings.
#haiku #love #passion #spirit
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Little painted homes  .  .  .
Placed for colourful songbirds,
  .  .  .  Sparrows boldly nest.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Dry words reassure  .  .  .
Her still eyes breaking down speech,
  .  .  .  My eyes are raining.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
I trembled zipping her,
Cascades of hair— rosewater,
Poured into a dress.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Out of Greek myth, she
Glowed at the party and proved,
Stories I had told.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
My red sun once rose  .  .  .
She set in most mellow fire,
Old flame comes and goes.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Circle strands of life  .  .  .
Ocean sprays bones risen,
  .  .  .  Open conches nest.
From Wikipedia:

" . . . It has since become clear, however, that the uncertainty principle is inherent in the properties of all wave-like systems, and that it arises in quantum mechanics simply due to the matter wave nature of all quantum objects. . . "

Shankha (Sanskrit: शंख Śaṇkha, pronounced [ˈɕəŋkʰə]) is a conch shell which is of ritual and religious importance in both Hinduism and Buddhism. The shankha is the shell of a species of large predatory sea snail, Turbinella pyrum, which lives in the Indian Ocean.

In Hinduism, the shankha is a sacred emblem of the Hindu preserver god Vishnu. It is still used as a trumpet in Hindu ritual, and in the past was used as a war trumpet.

Shankha's significance is traced to the nomadic times of the animists who used the sound emanating from this unique shell to drive away evil demons of whom they were scared.  The same is still believed in Hinduism.  Over the centuries, the shankha was adopted as one of the divine symbols of Hinduism.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Pond lilies basking,
Misty buds of sleepy rain,
  .  .  .  Water envelopes.
 May 2014
Ghazal
Holding on to dear life
Falling each moment,
More and more
In love with you
15w
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Will I ever know—
As insects walk on water,
Bliss, stillness on pond?
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Man ends planet—quick,
Dinos last millions of years,
Birds are dinosaurs.
 May 2014
Seán Mac Falls
Exposed kneeling roots,
Graceful boughs of ancient tree,
  .  .  .  Buddha in the sun.
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