Rare Moment: a description poem

Morning, with fresh air and damp grass soft turf under my feet, as I stand, still and at peace bumble bees putting around flowers, treacherously lifting their great mass a soft breeze ruffling my hair and cooling my face, a moment I never wish to release ~ My nose catches the clear smell of the …

Icicle: a haiku, and two more

I hope you all enjoy these winter haikus I wrote! Icicle: A stream of water drips to make an icicle, frozen and sparkling. Morning Frost: I wake up to frost. A foggy, peaceful morning. I smile and feel joy. Snowflakes: Rain falls and freezes. No snowflakes the same design. All great and unique. Haikus are …

Snow Day: A Winter Sonnet

Snow falls to the muddy ground. Icicles gather under the gutter. A squirrel stops without a sound, To hear the wind howl and mutter. ~ The clouds are gray, the earth is white. Snowflakes swim through the air, the squirrel dodges one and ducks out of sight. The sun peeks out with a white glare. …

Poem: Midnight Walk

Voices in my mind. Answers I can’t find. A tear slides and falls. I’m in my sins entwined. ~ Time for a midnight walk. A quiet stroll around the block. A look at the stars, a plea to God for a talk. ~ Pouring out the problems, feeling at the bottom, clasping hands, knuckles white, …

Candle: A Haiku, and two more

Hey, everyone! Recently, with both of my WIPs being alpha read, I've been writing a lot of poetry. One style that I've found to be really really fun has been haikus. So here are three haikus for you guys! Enjoy! Candle: A gleam in the dark, a small light of happy hope let’s all be …

Poem: Lights in the Night

The day is light, warm, bright, friendly, welcoming. Bees gather and swarm. ~ Butterflies flutter through the dappled sunlight. Flowers bloom, fresh and new. ~ It is when the night comes when the joy disappears, and cold seeps in, chills, numbs. ~ The animals scurry away. Fear grips them all, at the disappearance of day. …

Poem: Whispers of the Wind

Wind comes rushing down the plain, murmuring in its quiet tone, assuring that there soon comes rain, and to the fields that are sown, ~ that their thirst will be quenched, their roots will be fed, that they will not be wrenched, from the earth, lifeless, dead. ~ The wind continues, rustling the brush, patting …

Poetry: Two Summer Haikus

Rising Sun: Light pours through the land that was once veiled in shadow from the bright warm sun Sand and Sea: Soft sand under foot sun blazing in the clear sky water gleams ahead First there was the Fall Haikus. Then the Winter Haikus. Then the Spring Haikus! How could I stop there? Of course …

Poetry: Two Spring Haikus

Grass and Wind: The green grass blowing In warm, whispering spring wind Is very calming The Small River: The cold ice has thawed The small river is now free To bubble and jump We had Autumn Haikus, Winter Haikus, aaand we needed a Spring Haikus post! I hope you enjoyed reading these. Until later, Enjoyed …

Poetry: Two Winter Haikus

Glittering: From moonlight up high a snowy landscape is seen that is glittering Snow Blanket: A small twig pokes out its brown strange against the white of a snow blanket Well, if we had a post of Autumn haikus, we needed a Winter one! This was kind of a spur of the moment thing, but …