Tag: Poem

Glory

Oh sweet morning gloryhow you bloom fresh and newwith each painted morna short life spentwith precious fewmemories to recall. You awaken in early hoursto dawn’s whispered callbut all too soon, begin to fadein the white heat of dayanother brilliant wilting flowerfalling from the garden… Continue Reading “Glory”

Casting Shadows

Cypress bows in autumn rainBearing weight as if in painCasting shades on what remainsFury of the storm unrestrainedAs limbs of trees lay broken, felled.Thunderclouds gather, striking fearRoosting birds take wing, disappearSensing the change in atmosphereAs a once calm wind heaved and swelled. Written for… Continue Reading “Casting Shadows”

Miss Pink Petunia

Miss Pink Petunia found a place to grow tender rootsnestled safe in a pebbled crumbling sidewalk crack ever persevering, she avoided heavy boots. Though no one reassured or even believed,Petunia bathed in refreshing rains of springand blossomed all through summer’s eve. dVerse Poets Pub:… Continue Reading “Miss Pink Petunia”

Remembrance

“Tonight I can smell the season the way it’s usually only possible to at the very first moments of its return, before you’re used to it, when you’ve forgotten its smell, then there it is back in the air and the flow of things… Continue Reading “Remembrance”

Winter Journey

And now with the cooler weather, butterflies dance outside my windowstopping to say helloand feed on desert milkweedas they make their migratory journey to their destiny waiting, calling themCome home for winter is coming, Come home here to roostCome home where the dawn light… Continue Reading “Winter Journey”

#Haiku: Stillwater Pond

stillwater pondfrog leaps onto lily padbreaking the silence Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: #1780 The old Pond by Basho Author’s Note: Today, we have been challenged to re-work the following famous haiku by Basho: old ponda frog jumps intothe sound of water © Basho

Seed in my Womb

Naive thoughts adrift on a sea of longingin tender innocence of youth writtenabout love; first, lost, last and foreverand all the conflicting feelings between for I thought I understood life and its deeper meaning. Looking back at those childish rhymes, poetry was but a… Continue Reading “Seed in my Womb”