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”
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”
dusted with snowflakesQueen Anne’s Lace dressed for winterdelicate surprise Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: #1797 New Beginnings First Snow
Amid the roar of my pounding heartbeats Comes a whispering voice ~Take a breath, calm your heart for in this moment you have a choice. You can surrender, give in to fear fade to midnight black or fight and ultimately win, Never looking back.… Continue Reading “Fade to Midnight Black”
rustling in grassesgrey rabbit shivers, alertwarmed by first sunrays Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: #1796 New Beginnings- First Sunray
Grief becomes a part of who we are; a river flowing through our soul. – Linda Lee Lyberg Author’s Note: This is an American Sentence, a poetry form invented by Allen Ginsberg. An American haiku variation. 17 syllables written in a sentence.
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