Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Within these pages lies a secret, a tattered love note tucked away,the only one he’d ever written one cold brisk autumn day He wrote of a black coal diamond rough, but with undying patience and love Someday he would with brilliance, shine for her… Continue Reading “Tucked Away”
This one life a gift to cherish for quicklythe ripe peach falls from the tree, returningto the tranquil earth Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge: Calm & Present Synonyms only
Once in the mirror I saw a sepia inked versionpleading to me for change like a beggar on the street. So I picked up my pen and papercomposed a poem to the real me.Now, I live and breath… in vivid technicolor.
I spend some days talking to my dog who cocks his head As if he’s trying to understand exactly the words I said I recite my poems to him, seeking some kind of reactionYet the most I ever get is a look of quizzical… Continue Reading “Treat”
The bloom of youth in the rain washed rose is a joy for eyes to see yet what lies underneath this glow is invisible to you and me. Blind are we for a fresh budding rose is already fading, dying time is cruel the… Continue Reading “The Essence of Decay”
when I ate a persimmonthe bell rungthe Horyuji temple ©Shiki colorful hanging lanternsripe orange fruit sways in the breeze Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: Tan Renga Wednesday 9 I ate a persimmon
“Time is a blackguard, Chou.” And, of course, he’s right. There goes time, running like hell, looking back at us, taunting, as we fumble, trying to save him in a jar. Trying to tuck him forever under the bed, fix him tight against a… Continue Reading “Pearls of Memories”
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