Tag: Poetry

Safest Haven

With every gust of windbutterfly changes itsplace on the willow. -Matsuo Bashō (1644 – 1694) Lightning brightens a fiery crimson sky withrolling black thunder shaking everyleafy tree with fury as a wayward gustblows tinder dried leaves in a swirl ofdusty biting air as a rampant… Continue Reading “Safest Haven”

#Haibun: Death of a Rose

It’s been a troublesome summer; not only for my garden but for myself as well. Last month, I had a hysterectomy which proved to be the most painful surgery I have ever endured. And to make matters worse, I have been unable to tend… Continue Reading “#Haibun: Death of a Rose”

Pain

Pain does this to a body-pushes you to the brink surrounds you in deceptive arms making you believe that it always was and always will be here washing you up on a rusty shore anchored by the weight of its magnitude and there you sit, buried in quicksand thoughts and shifting… Continue Reading “Pain”

#Haiku: Breath

little miracles~dandelions sowing seedsweetest breath of life Author’s Note: Dear All- on June 15,2021, I had an abdominal hysterectomy. A blinding cloud of pain has consumed many of my days but I am slowly recovering. This is the first poem I have written in… Continue Reading “#Haiku: Breath”

Tap, Tap, Tap

Tap,tap,tap My heart drumming Beating with ferocity Filling me with anxiety Clouding my head with all the ‘what ifs’ Long deep breaths to slow the pounding beat Promising myself that whatever comes, I will meet it with the same intensity and win Author’s Note:… Continue Reading “Tap, Tap, Tap”

A Timeless Patina

“Death twitches my ear; ‘Live,’ he says…  ‘I’m coming.”  ― Virgil Plucking taut strings with a horsehair bowthe air fills with a deep woody melody heardwith nimble fingers upon a slender throat each ethereal song more beautiful as wood ages painted in a timeless patina of bronze… Continue Reading “A Timeless Patina”

#Haiku: Summer sounds

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”  ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby cicadas buzzinghypnotic lull… Continue Reading “#Haiku: Summer sounds”