Spatter Life
by Odin Roark

Like a Pollock effort
Life’s trickle lingers
Spatterings for some
Droplets of wisdom for others

Some see their canvas
Ever chaotic
Others see such randomness
Mere precursor
Conundrums seeking resolve

How mysterious
Freedom’s range
Arching up
Down
Across
Seemingly disjointed
Never compass wanting

Yet

Color identifies purpose
Chance our challenge
Abstract our teacher
Rendering falsehood defenseless

Taking your own hand…

Peer into the swirling mix
The vortex that defies semblance
For you
And you alone
Possesses your truth

There
As others might pass judgment
Like all of nature’s honesty
Your rarity fathoms tumult
Sending falsehood’s incursion
Scurrying away

Spatter life
A breed that thrives
Knowing outcome
Is short-lived
That one’s discovery is infinite
Forever fulfilling
Creation's error-laden search