Tag: Poetry

#Haiku: Ice Cold Beer

Chilled icy bottles garage doors up, fans on high beer joints in Texas Author’s Note: Having been born and raised in Houston, Texas, Shiner Bock was my favorite beer. In 1994 I moved to Philadelphia and there was not a Shiner in sight. I… Continue Reading “#Haiku: Ice Cold Beer”

Without a Prayer

“Acts of creation are ordinarily reserved for gods and poets, but humbler folk may circumvent this restriction if they know how. To plant a pine, for example, one need be neither god nor poet; one need only own a shovel.” ― Aldo Leopold Did you… Continue Reading “Without a Prayer”

Between a Dream

“Between a dream and reality sings the true passion of my soul.” Author’s Note: This is my first try at an American Sentence, which is comprised of 17 syllables and is a complete sentence. The Sunday Muse: Wednesday Muse: American Sentence

#Tanka: Searing Summer

Whispering shallowsentice me to shed my clothessearing summer heatslipping into cool watersbrush of your hand on my skin Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: Tanka Splendor Summer Heat

All That Remains

All that remains is the sweet perfume of roseBefore delicate pink petals withered and fellUpon my barren heart the blossom imposedAn attar of remembrance cloaked in your smell Before delicate pink petals withered and fellThe scent was a delightful enchantment to meNow in its… Continue Reading “All That Remains”

Blue Twilight

Blue twilight drifting in on evening breeze welcoming day’s end lush scent of greenery surrounds the welcoming porch a place to pause, a chair to rest gather the day’s worries, toss them to the wind, sip a glass of red wine and dream. Colleen’s… Continue Reading “Blue Twilight”

The Last Stand

The ancient ones huddled together whispering secrets to one anothersending urgent silent messages through gnarled entwined roots. Man has lost all common civility, through greed and his vapid stupidity quickening our mortality as well as their own and our planet will meet a bitter… Continue Reading “The Last Stand”