My very first attempt to write a poem using the 5-7-5 haiku format. So please be kind!
The poem itself describes the dichotomy of nature, its amazing beauty as well as its inherent cruelty.
Awakened from slumber, she remembe… She’s a drab, speckled-winged pepp… Trivial, unseen in the brown bark… A camouflaged moth, a trifling bub… In the dream a butterfly appears,…
She walked in the sunshine in late… With her faded blue parasol to shi… From the scorching rays of the sum… In her Sunday’s best; in days gon… To a place about a mile out of tow…
First two days, stressful; but tou… Funnel clouds formed, though few t… But warnings rang in frightening f… Off to a shelter each time the ala… Thunder claps boomed, lightning bo…
One can only imagine a weekend lik… Time to enjoy calm and serenity an… There will be no distractions for… And nightly moonlit dinners at isl… Small white puffs sail across the…
The fog hangs low this Sabbath mo… I saw a rose I could’ve… Red shimm’ring petals, not one tho… Out in the distance, so forlorn As I approached, a wintry breeze
Aaaah, the twilight of my life The winter of my existence The good years left, just a few The numbers are dwindling Faster than a runaway train
The secret he’ll keep till the day… No one will know, his lips sealed… Confession he did, eyes toward the… The truth to his Maker and Redeem… Not ‘nother woman neither an affai…
The starlit night was lovely Her spirit soothed by the breeze Which appeased her heart broken A thousand jagged pieces She stared at the shining stars
A Sonnet to Hester Prynne Her life’s a solitary walk in the… Her days spent in silence, in soli… No human contacts to alter her moo… And only her own heartbeats to int…
Without a commitment to forgive To start afresh and anew each day, The heart hardens; unwilling to gi… Love loses its luster and fades to… Failure to forgive rings the doorb…
One summer day, away from the crow… He looks out the window, he could… The sun peeking through cumulus cl… His mind uncluttered, set to roam… Yet he thinks of none but burial s…
All alone walked I Along the wide boulevard Road potholed and scarred Moonbeams are the only light There’s nobody else on sight
A Sonnet Oh, what a beautiful autumn mornin… The air is crisp; the heavens tang… With the sun behind a cumulus scre… A scene, fleeting but simply amazi…
The bookends of life, birth and de… Delineate our existence on planet… We know nothing before our first b… And when we die; dust is all we’re… Between the bookends are the lives…
Four dastardly horsemen on the war… Thus carnage destruction rain from… On the ground debris and bitter bl… Rockets’ red glare by pure hatred… Seeking revenge for all past injus…