-For Penstar,for Sogyel,for Bella, for Karma CW; in dedication
Into social concerns I repose
In your exquisite expression
Of essays etched in patriotic criticism,
Tales told in tactful tides,
Journalism mastered past merit,
Keeps alive the writers spirit,
O’ Penstar!
Thou art the only North Star
We bow to for the
Greatness yet to declare.
Like a vulture’s stroke to heights
In easy flaps,
Stories flow in unbroken prose,
Dissertation dance in captive compose,
Memoirs marked in truthful tunes
Of infancy and playful youth;
Of synopsis set to brevity
O’ Sogyel!
Only you can inscribe
In unexpected topic and text
At the hearth in sleepless silence
To the tattered elders listened,
To local fairy-tales told;
As the embers faded to wintry cold,
O’ Bella!
Thou art born a chronicler
Bygone past you revive,
Traditional legacy you spread
In beauty, in meticulousness;
The dream that almost was lost.
Like a samurai swift in flamboyance
Wield mysterious moves;
Comes the threesomes phrases
Woven in vibrant verses;
Praises life and love,
Nature writ in sanguine sanity
O’ Karma!
Warrior of fewer syllables,
Sounds of fathomless fury,
Draw thy haiku yet again!
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