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.