Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
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”
This mother and child both born on Friday, Loving and giving in their unique ways Mother taught child the gift of fragile wingsDaughter taught mother kindness always wins Mother gave the child inner strength to endure When hope was waning, a cloudy future unsure… Continue Reading “Again”
Winter is different here in the desert southwest. While others up north have snow and more snow, we have sunshine days with a few freezing nights to keep us humble. Last night was one of those nights. I awaken to the garden fountain frozen… Continue Reading “#Haibun: Spring”
“A flower blooming in the desert proves to the world that adversity, no matter how great, can be overcome.” ― Matshona Dhliwayo
She is haunting music lilting melody of a summer night and soft whispering gossamer wings of fragile butterflies in flight~ She is a night blooming rose whose fragrance dances on sultry aircaptivating him with her mysterious essence of myrrh~ She is the dark temptresswith… Continue Reading “She”
broken heart still beats~like the brilliant sun still shinesbehind cloudy haze MLMM: Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille: Broken Heart
As your lips impose a kiss as fresh as a summer rose My heart does leap and rejoice in a lilting proseAnd I will never forsake the memories wrapped in your arms, sweet reveriesdreaming together as oneloving from sun to sun.
Recent Comments