Disruption on Parade

No matter its name, 
no matter yours
No rules apply here
If your eyes grew wider 
would you capture light 
thin the fear

Fresh from mediocrity 
my fingers struggle 
and still I persist
swallow whole
Breath
Tone
Pulse
A simple concept 
in this pre-packaged
world
each separate but gathered

The day’s efforts spiral up
Hands
Eyes
Breath
Like prayers I offer
the next floating
fluttering existence 

I listen
for their true name
The ticking swells
waiting
This tune is no tune
but a dream 
collapsing 
around a world 
incomplete 

This Cento is created from poems in In the Garden of Wind’s Delight by Robert Okaji.  This is the second Cento I created from his book. The first is here.

Lines were borrowed from the following poems in the order that they appeared in the book:

1. Blowing on the Bamboo Flute, My Mind Wanders
2. Beer Bottle Suizen
3. Waiting for the Hole to Fill
4. Sasa Buki 
5. Salad Suizen 
6. Tsu 
7. Dashi 
8. November Suizen 
9. Exhaling, I Get Dizzy
10. In the Garden of Wind’s Delight
11. Rain Haibun 
12. Even Sound Hides Its Face 

My “Something Small, Every Day (or so)” series is inspired by Austin Kleon’s piece here where he says, “Building a body of work (or a life) is all about the slow accumulation of a day’s worth of effort over time.”