I. Around the corner
Lurk petals ready to bloom.
Spring where have you been?
II. When robin first sings
All nature stops to listen
Welcome back my friend!
III. My heart is stirred by
Lengthening days, earth’s rebirth,
Warmth of soil and sun.
Category: Haiku
I’ll Sea You There
In response to The Daily Post’s daily prompt: if you could live anyplace else on earth where would it be? There is no doubt where I’d go.
I. Give me salt and sea
Let me wake to ocean’s roar
Guide my steps in sand.
II. Relentless waves shrug
Nudging shells onto soft sand
Here are her treasures.
III. Sunset on ocean
Mist caressing horizon
Capturing the light.
Peace, People!
Sleep Haiku
Closing my tired eyes
I seek only peaceful sleep
Yet I am restless.
Picture By Stasiab
Wide awake at ten
Yawning bone tired yet alert. Sleep refuses me.
Lullabies might help
Come, softly sing to me love
Help me fall asleep.
http://youtu.be/LqB0inOziLM
Shelved
I. Heart beats, races on
Barely restrained, uncontained
Then forever shelved.
Illustration by Travis Bedel
II. She sometimes wonders
Had she chosen differently
Would he even care?
III. Shelved hearts hold the key
Unlocking blocked memory
Whisk away the dust.
Cat Watching
If my cats knew how
Much pleasure I derive from
Watching them, they’d leave.
Rainy Evening
Slow plinking then gush
Then abruptly back to plink
A Florida thing.
Photo by Judy Wanamaker
Drinking wine on a
Rainy evening with friends
Life at its fullest.
Hold me closer now,
Raindrops in syncopation
Tapping out love’s code.
The Red Umbrella by Loui Jover.
Surviving the Winter in Tallahassee
Nineteen days ’til spring.
Someone please tell the flowers
They have bloomed too soon
Four hundred plus hours
Winter’s hand stays in command
Do calendars lie?
We suffered our share
Of thirty degree days, at
Least three by my count.
Today though, sun reigns
Warding off the brisk chill of
Florida’s winter.
And those who survived
Are made stronger still by that
Which has not killed us.
A little sarcasm on this Tuesday. Forgive me for basking in this beautiful day.
Peace, people!
Circle of Five–in response to the Daily Post’s Writing Prompt
I. favorite number
five; superstition dictates.
i am a child born
on the fifth day of
the tenth month, a multiple
of five. mystical.
Photo from HowardDavidJohnson.com
II. give me five, one hand
thrust open in greeting, slapped
up high, down low, slide
across palms touching, friendship
displayed playfully.
Photo by David from Society 6.
III. ring ’round the rosie
pocket quite full of posey,
all but five fall down.
a circle drawn in
childish games mocking death’s role
In childhood forgot.
Jeu d’enfants a Riquewihr-1920’s -Alsace-Robert Doisneau
Me Time–in response to The Daily Post’s Writing Prompt
A trio of haiku written in response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt.
I. Tick tock wind the clock
Carefully controlled tension
I snap when overwound.
Art by Norman Duenas found on Pinterest
II. Time out, hurry up
Life goes on without me now
Wrinkles slow me down.
III. “A Time for Us” sung
Plaintively, no dry eyes here
Save mine; mine were clear.
Peace, People
Storm
Thunder closely sounds
Following bursts of lightning
Cats cower ‘neath beds.
Wild flashes of light
Stark reminders of power
Streaking earth to sky.
Imagine life as
A superstitious caveman
Scared witless by storm.
Storm sweeps vividly
Strafing swaths of timbered ground.
Skies burst brilliantly.
Praying for Eyebrowz 