My heart flows gently
Over rocks, slowly shaping
Those immense, rigid
Marvels of power, strength,
Smoothing them into magnificent
Roundness, like they’d always
Been such, eternally shaped.
I hold the truth deep within;
My secret, my delight.
Category: Poetry
Strolling Observations
Moving through evening air
At the correct speed to notice
Changes amidst life around me.
Cherry trees blooming, blossoms
A gentle riot upon still visible branches
But, a few trees remain barren, though
Not yet dead. Springtime’s possibility
Not accepted yet upon those limbs
Winter’s grip remains, but waning.
Seeking
Vibrancy I crave
Seeking learning and richness
Moving across life
Imminent spring-time
Weak though I feel,
Steps forward, grasps the future.
Embrace tomorrow.
Tribute to Leonard Nimoy
To Wash
Deep into my heart
Wash away the deep set pain
Unburden my path
Considering Time
Strange, just sitting here,
Images demanding time
Life flittering by
Today’s Haiku Challenge
Exposing sadness
Uncomfortable, sometimes
Yet not a sickness.
Amidst The Storm
Go into the wind
Feeling storm and rainy mist
Hearkening spring time
Nearly Spring Haiku
Winter’s jagged edge
Painful anguish reaching out
Gently fails towards spring.