mountain grown coffee
served with double entendre
good to the last drop
some like it so hot
smooth and rich, yet strongly brewed
i could go for that
you’re my cup of tea
often naughty, sometimes nice
always intriguing
Category: Haiku
Just Bummed Out
when life seems unfair
and no deed goes unpunished
don’t despair, just breathe.
bummed out again, friend?
discard all of those worries
just throw them away.
tell me your troubles
then leave them far behind you.
don’t wallow; just live.
innocence lost
it took just seconds;
innocence slipped through fingers
too quickly to catch.
why should she feel shame
while he walked away unscathed?
and no one intervened.
suffer the children
to come unto him, she read
did that include her?
I know this is a heavier topic than I usually cover, but we must start noticing and taking action against those who victimize our children.
Red Stapler
a photo of you
sits next to a red stapler
on top of my desk.
every morning
i touch my lips to your lips
captured under glass.
it’s a cold, spare kiss
no warmth exchanged in the act;
only memories.
Lingering Over Wine With Friends
We linger for hours
over bottles of fine wines;
no need to hurry.
These perfect moments
captured in warm memories
even as we drink.
Friends enhance the grape
even mediocre wines
seem superb vintage.
Written in response to the Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Linger–tell us about times In which you linger, when you don’t want a day or an event to end.
Sherry Baby
No songs are written
with my name, my face in mind;
no melody mine.
Sharona, Sherry,
Donna, and Paula as well
have been someone’s muse.
I’m just a songless
woman in a song-filled world;
I could change my name.
a different perspective:
http://youtu.be/gNeeu6_e6oQ
Ritchie Valens’ Donna.
Below: eight of the top songs with a woman’s name in the title
Maggie Mae is my favorite. Couldn’t we substitute my name? “Oh Nana I couldn’t have tried anymore.”
sea
Clouds blend with ocean
Waves overlap sandy shores
Salt tang hangs in air
Being Alive
Living in this world
takes concentration and verve
not to mention nerve.
Pain abounds in life
miseries without an end
oh humanity!
Yet deep within us
exists enduring beauty
sweetly transcendent.
Photos found on Pinterest.
Peace, people!
Sentimental Fool
no tears for BB
instead we all sang the blues
sharing our sorrow.
Recall Haiku
can you remember
that time we danced through the night?
no? neither do I.
wear a reminder
on your left hand ring finger
of all we’ve been through.
i cannot recall
the last time you held me close
perhaps i am old.
Praying for Eyebrowz 