Death & Destruction 2013

Death & Destruction


Father’s birthday:

He’d have been a hundred five.

But he is gone and I’m alive

To witness bombs in Boston:

Boston’s marathon. Bombs in Boston!


Don’t try to imagine!  Don’t!


Two friends; a husband, wife

Are just about to leave this life

From cancer, both.

A strange coincidence, a trick

Of God,

Two braided fates.

How odd!

How odd of God

To choose in twos.


Death/destruction: strangers, friends

Whose ends, abrupt or gradual,

I hate

While I await my own,

The date unknown.

Is there a point?

Under exuberance a sadness

And a search for permanence –

At least of peace.

And I must read, ask the I Ching,

Bring on a way of reasoning,


All –ings that have to do

With understanding.


Death & Destruction 4.15.2013

Birth, Death & In Between II; Our Times, Our Culture II;

Arlene Corwin


Serendipity And Synchronicity 2009

Serendipity And Synchronicity

 My code, my motto;

Inlet into

Every earthly thing held dear.

Not concrete;

Tricky, yet

Perceivable –

Every meeting one and/or;

The leader synchronicity

The all down here,

Who knows,

Perhaps up there and out?

Serendipity –

Well, logically

If synchronicity is law,

They are

Fraternal twins you don’t deserve,

Can’t wheedle forth,

Can’t pray for, get.

A ‘freebee’, so it seems,

Let’s say a seamless



© Serendipity & Synchronicity 6.7.2009Circling Round Energy; Nature Of & In Reality;Arlene Corwin



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