to weep and wane in afternoon the sun survives the storm the river, streaming, sings
Haiku poetry XIX
Month: November 2019
To thine own self be true
To thine own self be true of thought (Eternity a friend) And through oneself emotively Survive time to the end The end of what – to where; one asks Does it exist at all One looks on high – what’s there but air Before one stands enthralled See not for nought – the … Continue reading To thine own self be true
Haiku poetry XVIII
the dragonfly hovered the magpie swooped the sunshine lit a spark
Haiku poetry XVII
full-sun drapes the willow moss encroaches edge of stream nature plays a tempo game
Limerick XVII
There once was an LGBTQ called Tom Who had nothing to wear to the prom It’s gotta be red I’ll wear Bonnie’s instead (Oh was he chuffed once he got her dress on)
Flash from a rose
The petal falls from a rose – The furrowed brow ages A rift from the base – He considers life’s stages The flower matures – The mind turns to what’s been The petal tumbles to ground – If only he’d seen Its colour and scent – He awakes from a dream … Continue reading Flash from a rose
Ahh, the simple pleasures…
It was a sun-filled day. The sun was dancing on the water as we walked the five kilometres of pathway near home. Suddenly I heard a sound. Splash! Splash, it went again. I turned my head but saw nothing but a trickle – a trickle of water left after what I could only assume had … Continue reading Ahh, the simple pleasures…
