the crickets' song
blending with the cool breeze,
carried across the late August
evening.
8/23/2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Mirror (a cinquain)
Mirrors;
Clear, large.
Viewing, reflecting, revealing.
Look into the glass.
Truth.
8/22/2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
To My Angel (a tanka)
You always guide me
through rough obstacles, gently
encouraging me
when feeling nervous walking
the path. I call on you now.
8/19/2011
Thankful (a cinquain)
Thankful
for treasured friends
and close family members,
a strong balance to seemingly
stark loss.
8/19/2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Next Move (a haiku)
Planning my next move
on this calm evening. Patience
will guide my process.
8/17/2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Waning Farewell (a tanka)
I say goodbye to
old friends as the sturgeon moon
wanes. I have learned much
from their tales, yet these fine threads
eventually meet their end.
8/16/2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
Clear Night (a haiku)
A lovely evening,
nearly full moon shining high,
holding dear treasures.
8/12/2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Dreaming
I dream of your
warm touch against
my skin,
You and I
side by side
near the shoreline,
The waves
cascading
over our feet.
I dream of
long, moonlit
walks,
Your hand
laced through
mine,
Our voice soft
as we speak of
our desires
While bathing
in the lunar
glow.
8/8/2011
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Web of Life (a cinquain)
The web
of life is spun
gently, woven with a
patient hand so one can trace the
fine threads.
8/7/2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
Set Aside (a cinquain)
Viewing
visions of joy,
celebrating among
friends, the worries of the world set
aside.
8/5/2011
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Change (a cinquain)
Missing
a once dear friend.
Change effects daily life,
going through routines no longer
the same.
8/4/2011
Balance (a cinquain)
Quiet
evening, cool breeze
tempering humid skies
as I plan my next poetic
event.
8/4/2011
Monday, August 1, 2011
Friendly Monday (a haiku)
A joyous day with
special friends. Warm wishes for
their sweet wedded bliss.
8/1/2011
Soft Words (a cinquain)
Your soft
words glide across
my skin like a paintbrush,
coating my body with loving,
skilled strokes.
8/1/2011
Fun Weekend (a cinquain)
Weekend
celebrations
spent with family and friends.
Sharing my accomplishments with
others.
8/1/2011
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