Hours past since he had written words as sweet as sunshine – a cherry blossom shared between two lovers safe in bed – opening the wonder of a world distraught with pain That pain had stayed away from their ‘Juliet’ – the balcony beside the doorway by the window in the sun – a sense […]
Tag: free verse
Inside
He travelled far and near with herto ranges and the ‘hoodhe asked for simple things from lifeand special things he couldThey spoke of places they had beenand some they’d yet to straythey spoke of milk and honey – yes – they spoke of yesterdayTheir fingers clasped – their bodies touchedtheir eyes drew sweet surpriseas tender […]
Peace and quiet
Fishing marlin was his thing – unruly – unkempt – tragic And a pen that stroked a thousand words – a drink devoid of magic How can you write and drink as well indulgences are few and far Friends were where romance blossomed like a smile from the bar Seen across the sozzled sort – […]
Freckles
I’m sorry; said the stooped man to the other (who was weeping) Don’t be; said the weeping man my predicament is mine They came across each other on the pathway – enticing Companionship and friendship – humanity’s design They sat on the bench that day – that day with sunshine gleaming As the one he […]
Like a sprinkle
He looked left -he looked right –it was darkness he was viewingHe walked a stepand then anotheras he turned to face the airHis face was freckledhe was tired – (was it youth that he was missing)Would a smile findhis mouth and sit there inside of him – or shareFriends – (there werenone) – yet therewere […]
To smell the rose
She was walking down the parklands (an esplanade beside the water) With the joy of boundless children playing freely in the park The water breeze was slowing – (though not the joy from sunshine dancing) The far horizon (it drew nearer) as she stopped to smell the rose
Haiku poetry XXXIV
Sagacity and forethought Utter not a word – Folly takes control
Haiku poetry XXXIII
The croc feeds on cattle – The hippo capsizes a boat In the woods – a grizzly’s foretold
Haiku poetry XXXI
Under water the cuttlefish jumps out of itself – the shrimp hides under rock
Haiku poetry XXX
She is a sketch from life that wakes defiant – the din of dawn escapes her
sensualism 