Our Standing Ground… a #haibun #quadrille for .@dVersePoets

Where is our root?

On shifting fashions,

like that house built on sand,

awaiting the tumolt

and inevitable ruin?

Or on authentic sense,

that citadel founded on rock,

indifferent to buffeting winds

and punishing waters?

autumn rain

a swollen brook eroding

a well-worn rock

Mish hosts dVerse Poets Pub’s Quadrille #45–rock tonight!