staw bundles napping
beside the winding highway
yellow bus screams by
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| School bus on a country road |
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Cicadas Hum
standing tall
eerie buzzing drums
looking left
looking right
my lab won’t budge from the step
while cicadas hum
Friday, September 20, 2013
Undefined
Reciprocate yourself
to examine fractions
of your soul.
Reciprocate everything
to return home,
becoming whole again.
Reciprocate nothing at all
and you've become undefinable.
Honorable Mention All Poetry Competition
to examine fractions
of your soul.
Reciprocate everything
to return home,
becoming whole again.
Reciprocate nothing at all
and you've become undefinable.
Honorable Mention All Poetry Competition
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Nightingale's Angelic Voice
A crescent moon rises o’er, a
Nightingale singing fabled lore-
Gallant knights and wicked queens.
Every note calling to the stars that gleam-
Like a gold fleece stolen;
Ino’s boiling cauldron; and
Centaurs galloping the Milky Way.
Vivid dreams wonder astray
Out my bedroom window.
Inviting the night’s hero; to
Come play among the stars,
Enchanted by angelic voiced bars.
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Readers' Note (Epistle Poem)
A note to my readers lies herein
Travel, moving, a wedding, and unpacking--
Such a busy summer it has been
My energy and inspiration has been lacking
A vacation on the calendar is nearing
So for the remainder of the month I'll rest
The creative juices recharging
To return renewed in September with new zest
dVerse Poetics — Sent With A Stamp
--I'll return to writing/posting on September 6th. I need to recharge and take some vacation photos for inspiration.
Monday, August 12, 2013
The Way Begins
You've come to the House of God for your weekly show to the world, paying your dues as good Christians. But sitting next to you in the pew--I know the truth. The venom of the devil flows from your mouths. Gossiping and cursing your neighbors. When I have a say about the abominations you've become, about how you've twisted the purity of the word, the sanctity of His house-- I am the one out of line. I'm the one not following along.
And looking around, I see the world around me clearly for the first time. How naive I've been! The world of man pretends to be saintly one day a week and those who question that false holiness are cursed worse than those who pretend.
No longer will I follow this false path; I will find my own way. Spirituality is not defined by sitting on a church pew on Sunday. There are many paths to God.
--
the way--a journey
as unique as the person
Carpe Diem Kamishibai #4, Cathedral- My 'autobiographical'-haibun
And looking around, I see the world around me clearly for the first time. How naive I've been! The world of man pretends to be saintly one day a week and those who question that false holiness are cursed worse than those who pretend.
No longer will I follow this false path; I will find my own way. Spirituality is not defined by sitting on a church pew on Sunday. There are many paths to God.
--
the way--a journey
as unique as the person
Carpe Diem Kamishibai #4, Cathedral- My 'autobiographical'-haibun
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Eagle
surviving eagle
fights another day
for freedom
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| By Photo credit: NASA/Gary Rothstein [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons |
fly like an eagle
as free as a bird in the sky
be a dreamcatcher
-Chèvrefeuille
a brand new world awaits you
red, white, and liberty blue
-Jennifer Seals Cooper
Monday, August 5, 2013
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