Upon life’s river
Flowing gracefully downwards
Or crashing rapids
Category: Poetry
Springtime
This haiku particularly pleased me.
Light drifting through trees
Dancing wildly through the leaves
Springtime calls my dreams
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Oh, Overworked Love
Ah, this poor word,
Describes my feeling
Towards my
Car,
Child,
Cat,
Friend,
Lover,
And so much
More….
Tis a bit confusing
At times.
And yet this is the most
Glorious sensation,
Our great driver, compelling
Towards so much
Greatness.
And beyond.
Morning Colors
Sunlight trickles out
Color gracefully flowing
Each second, newness.
Expectation’s Tyranny
Torture one’s psyche,
Contort our minds beyond
Recognition, seeking a path
Defined by fear’s engorged
Demands
Good Morning
Glorious sunrise
Tranquillity’s brilliant
Spectacle renews.
Pickles
Burgers delight me
Yet there are limits for me
Pickles are evil
Together
Two beautiful hearts
Connecting upon a song
Beating in tandem.
My Mind’s Vigor
Upon this odd hour
My mind flutters gracefully
Over bright flowers.
Seek love
Cower not, fearful of love.
Rejection’s burn isn’t so brutal
As to remain empty of love’s
Brilliant warmth.