Tag: Poetry

Stark Array

Surrounded by petrichor of tranquil rain as it mingled with fragrance of wet rosesmy soul awakens, reminiscing love’s kissglistening raindrops cooling hot tearsstars in our eyes falling, falling downFrom threatening skies ~Hearts cloaked in heavy perfume of flowersat our feet in stark array, drifting… Continue Reading “Stark Array”

Autumn Dayspring

Peach faced sun peeking over the painted horizon singing with glory the promise of a brilliant Autumn dayspring Crisp cool air upon bare cheeksthe striking scene mesmerizingI close my eyes and listen, in sync with the tiny hummingbird’s tweeting His joyous song dances on… Continue Reading “Autumn Dayspring”

Casting Shadows: 2020

Cypress bows in autumn rainBearing weight as if in painCasting shade on what remainsFurious dark storm unrestrainedAs limbs of trees lay broken, felled. Thunderclouds gather, striking fearRoosted birds take wing, disappearSensing the change in atmosphereAs a once calm wind heaves and swells. Author’s Note:… Continue Reading “Casting Shadows: 2020”

#Tanka: Oak Tree

footprints of time agemy ancient wrinkled body-under the oak treeacorns fall into dead leavescome spring, bursting forth with life dVerse Poets Pub: MTB Jisei (Japanese Death Poems)

Into Limpid Pools of Tranquility

“The greatest fear in the world is of the opinions of others. And the moment you are unafraid of the crowd you are no longer a sheep, you become a lion. A great roar arises in your heart, the roar of freedom.”  ― Osho, Courage: The… Continue Reading “Into Limpid Pools of Tranquility”

With Eyes of a Child

“The possible’s slow fuse is lit by the Imagination.”  ― Emily Dickinson To look at the world with eyes of a child, marveling at velvet wings of butterflies as they float from flower to flowerSlurping sweet nectar To while away long summer hourssearching for possibilities in wispy… Continue Reading “With Eyes of a Child”

The Ways of Men

When I was five, my step-grandfather tried to put his hands in places they don’t belongBut I fought him off for even I knew his actions were wrongWe were alone in his sleek sedan, the kind with one long seatI jumped in the back,… Continue Reading “The Ways of Men”