Winds stir snow flurries
Tiny ice gems dancing,
Winter in melody
This is a short Haiku poem as
I opened the front door today.
2008/12/07
2008/11/26
Merciful Tears
Anger fires missles,
Out of love impacts mercy,
God's shield protects me.
This is a short Haiku poem. Enjoy.
2008/11/05
Mist Of Garden Freshness
Garden sprinkler mist,
drops glitter upon the grass,
revive after draught.
((()))
This is a Haiku poem
the syllable count for
each line be 5-7-5
2008/10/10
2008/09/15
2008/08/22
Late Spring Bloom Allium
Blooms, rich exotic,
deep purple garden drumsticks,
florets Allium
(((*)))
Like stars are these beautiful spear shape
clusters, that capture the mind.
2008/07/17
Soft Pink Bouquet, Pampas Grass
Pink flowers grow on
Pampas in Flinders Islland
When Plovers sense harm
Parent fake a broken wing
Their way to save chick or egg
Pampas in Flinders Islland
When Plovers sense harm
Parent fake a broken wing
Their way to save chick or egg
2008/06/25
Lepidoptera
June 25, 2008
Ugly chrysalis
burst forth a beauty, from birth,
Monarch Butterfly
This is poetry in Haiku
Ugly chrysalis
burst forth a beauty, from birth,
Monarch Butterfly
This is poetry in Haiku
2008/03/03
Icicle Cascade
Monday, 3/3/2008
Winter's icicle blanket
Frozen snow cascade down Rocky mountains,
spreading its' chill.
The wind echoes.
Winter's icicle blanket
Frozen snow cascade down Rocky mountains,
spreading its' chill.
The wind echoes.
2008/02/11
Abhor Evil
Monday, 2/11/2008
Deflect Wickedness
bestir the dour forceps touch
intrinsic roots disdain,
within confused thoughts wrestle,
crooked pathways to dark side.
Deflect Wickedness
bestir the dour forceps touch
intrinsic roots disdain,
within confused thoughts wrestle,
crooked pathways to dark side.
2008/02/03
Sands In The Hourglass
Sunday, 2/3/2008
This is Free Verse Poetry about coping in times of challenge.
Today many people are facing detrimental life trials. They have to wade through the wickedness that has filled the air. Violence increases, poverty and dispair, are burdens carried by the masses.
There is a hush about the land, as daily stress and strain bid for our attention everyday. Tempers flair with little care, while hearts become less pliable. It's like an invisible barrier has come between friends. It doesn't warn but the effect is gravity. In fact, happiness we chase. What we enjoy doesn't last. Why does it flee so fast?
What I miss most, is the families and neighbors walking along the sidewalks, in the evening. Neighborhood children playing hide and seek. The storyteller spinning his favorite yarn and the smell of baked yeast rolls, in the oven.
These days the streets are empty, before the setting sun. Many persons have become home bodies, taking shelter against adversity. Mostly on their minds is precious peace. Assuredly, something has been lost from our lives. Can you recall the sands of happier days? Not the irritation, scams, high anxiety, disrespect for parents and abuse of the elderly, that some people employ today. In this sea of unfocus negativity, you can't help but wonder, what's going on?
We live in a society melting pot . If we don't love God and our neighbors, we are hypocrites says, The New World Translation of The Holy Scriptures_Matthew 7:5. Strong words but by self-inspection might it touch your heart, in truth? In this area, my spiritual suit of armor is being polished. There is no person, living on this earth, who is sinless. My belief, the future is radiant, despite the echoes of uncertainty. God knows what he is doing. We must believe, and have faith, even as small as a mustard seed, putting our trust in the heavenly father __Psalms 83:18 and his son, Jesus Christ for salvation.
This is Free Verse Poetry about coping in times of challenge.
Today many people are facing detrimental life trials. They have to wade through the wickedness that has filled the air. Violence increases, poverty and dispair, are burdens carried by the masses.
There is a hush about the land, as daily stress and strain bid for our attention everyday. Tempers flair with little care, while hearts become less pliable. It's like an invisible barrier has come between friends. It doesn't warn but the effect is gravity. In fact, happiness we chase. What we enjoy doesn't last. Why does it flee so fast?
What I miss most, is the families and neighbors walking along the sidewalks, in the evening. Neighborhood children playing hide and seek. The storyteller spinning his favorite yarn and the smell of baked yeast rolls, in the oven.
These days the streets are empty, before the setting sun. Many persons have become home bodies, taking shelter against adversity. Mostly on their minds is precious peace. Assuredly, something has been lost from our lives. Can you recall the sands of happier days? Not the irritation, scams, high anxiety, disrespect for parents and abuse of the elderly, that some people employ today. In this sea of unfocus negativity, you can't help but wonder, what's going on?
We live in a society melting pot . If we don't love God and our neighbors, we are hypocrites says, The New World Translation of The Holy Scriptures_Matthew 7:5. Strong words but by self-inspection might it touch your heart, in truth? In this area, my spiritual suit of armor is being polished. There is no person, living on this earth, who is sinless. My belief, the future is radiant, despite the echoes of uncertainty. God knows what he is doing. We must believe, and have faith, even as small as a mustard seed, putting our trust in the heavenly father __Psalms 83:18 and his son, Jesus Christ for salvation.
2008/01/18
Crisp Dawn
Friday, January 18, 2008
"The single hour of twenty-four, when crime ceases, debauchery is exhausted and desolation finds shelter." _Benjamin Disraeli
Night sands past swiftly
The sun rays are radiant,
as the wind howls less
Those morning scents tickle your nose
Fresh coffee, muffin and jam
We face the world paradigm
"The single hour of twenty-four, when crime ceases, debauchery is exhausted and desolation finds shelter." _Benjamin Disraeli
2008/01/06
Bone Chilling Winter
Sunday- January 6, 2008
This is a poem about how the frigid cold can reach your bones. Your thoughts favor the warm Summer sun, in the Winter season.
This is a poem about how the frigid cold can reach your bones. Your thoughts favor the warm Summer sun, in the Winter season.
The wind's chilling breath
nips at my bones
Swirls, as it wails,
boxing me down the street, as
tears fall without crying, while
bitter wind attacks my bones
with urgent purpose ahead,
to open the door for snow. EL
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