Category: Poetry

Different Child

“I am liberated back into the fragility of childhood.”– Jim Harrison She was a different sort of child, spending carefree days dancing alone in dappled sunshine red-golden curls bouncing as she sang silly made up songs.

#Haiku: Breakfast

  rising sun beckons

Battle

Nature’s nocturne wafts in the evening zephyr heralding the night as crickets sing in harmony with cicadas rhapsody begging love to come hither.

#Haiku: Lapis Lazuli

Midnight sun shining

Silhouette

His silhouette slides into the moonlit room, I cannot see his face only a fleeting memory gone too soon of another time and place.

Enchantment

Enchantment afoot beneath lush strands of willows

When Love Wanes

Love rode in on a cold winter’s wind and stayed through the months of spring, but once the honey moon waxed and waned, love knew it was time to move on again.