Pair of glass slippers Charming prince on a white steed A poison apple
Brown
Richness in simplicity Natural calm
Black
Shadows linger and consumes all Darkness with absent light
Haiku #19
Sticky hands reach out Teddy bears and Sunday tea Dream of child's play
Haiku #18
Water flows rushing Sometimes you sink or swim Just try not to drown
Haiku #17
You are no good for me. You are nothing but a bad habit, my dear
Road Signs
Over used pathway I know where you lead The signs are posted The road well evened by ware No surprises as you cruise along But what's the point There's not life without risk But that road won't lead you anywhere Just a path that cycles on and on Never renewing or changing If given... Continue Reading →
Haiku #16
I see galaxies In your gorgeous eyes What is this feeling?
Haiku #15
Chivalry is dead It died a gruesome death for No Recognition
Happy Birthday William Blake!
My favorite dead, male poet. I have a few favorites; therefore feel the need to differentiate them. Blake is an English poet from the mid- 1750's. He refuse to compromise his personal vision throughout his career; whether for his own writings or commissioned engravings he always stayed true to himself. Although, I am a fan... Continue Reading →
