one lifetime derives
it’s true
each new role survives
in our mem’ry’s archives
who knew
the joy each supplies
each role its own prize
it comes a surprise
life after life flies
away
a blink of the eyes
tomorrow arrives
today
one lifetime derives
so many sweet lives
rob kistner © 2019
Hi! I’m Edgrrr, rob’s shih tzu.
Nice lines: “tomorrow arrives
today” Tomorrow doesn’t even wait for tomorrow.
Thank you Frank, pleased this resonated for you! We are slipping slipping slipping into thr future… quite unprepared!
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And in a blink of an eye, tomorrow is here. Thanks Rob for participating in our poetry form challenge.
You are welcome Grace.
It was a momentary curiosity for me, but I am done with writing Lai’s. Really don’t enjoy reading them very much. I am just not wired rhythmically for this form… I love most all music, but I do not like polkas, for a similar reason. Too herky jerky. But bless those who like these!
well done, Rob…this works….it’s one bugger of a form!
Thank you Jim. This is the last Lai I ever write. It hurts my head even trying to think in this form… This “free-verser” surrenders!
I like the concept embraced here, Rob.
Thanks Jade. I do not enjoy anything about the Lai. Most I have read feel awkward and forced. No fluidity to the form.
Despite your professed non-enjoyment of this form, you’ve written a beautifully rhymed and rhythmic Lai nouveau! Your words are quite profound and your poetic talent shines through.
Thank you very much Irma! You are very kind…
Not enjoying something, and not being able to do it, are two different things. The Lai for me is strictly the mechanics of intellect, and I am reasonably smart, so I can create a Lai. However, the act of doing so, for me, lacks the element of “soul” – for lack of a better term. I get no “juice”. I do achieve a dgree of intellectual satisfaction for having accomplished the undertaking, it just doesn’t excite me. There is a cadence/rhythm to the Lai that doesn’t “stir” my biorhythms. That’s just me. I intend no insult.