Whether good or bad, observation or feeling, I am still enjoying the challenge of writing “western haikus” every day. You can follow them daily on Twitter. If you missed them or if you’re not on Twitter, you can read them below. April 30 sunrises and sunsets the sun and the moon saying hello and goodbye April 29 coffe and me we are besties tackling the day together … Continue reading April Haikus
eyes that sparkled like stars a fire within that kept him warm in the darkness with a mind of anxiety a sadness that broke his heart never was I meant to discover the hidden treasures within his soul as they weren’t meant to be shared with me and perhaps with no one my heart dare not give up hope on such an amazing soul though … Continue reading Meant To
I feel the full moon pull Longing for you Aches of the heart Muscles that no longer feel I feel the moon in my bones It tugs at my soul Crushes my spirit Leaves me full of holes I feel the full moon pull Deep inside my soul Anger and heartache Tears and laughter Ends of the spectrum I feel you Luna I just don’t … Continue reading Full Moon Feelings
Three months strong for three little lines! As I’ve said before they’re part of my morning routine now and enjoy this writing exercise. I’m proud of them all, even the bad ones. You can follow them daily on Twitter. If you missed them or if you’re not on Twitter, you can read them below. March 31 Always falling stumbling breathing standing shaking nerves because of you March 30 I cannot … Continue reading March Haikus
A Ghost in the Raindrop A ghost in the raindrop Lives within clear walls Unseen by all but only seen when it falls A ghost in the raindrop Tears down wicked walls Unheard at all but only heard when it hits on tin A ghost in the raindrop Collects in the cracks of walls Unfelt by all but only felt when it touches skin A ghost in the … Continue reading A Ghost in the Raindrop
Three little lines with a minimum of seventeen syllables have become my morning routine. I rather enjoy this writing exercise. Some move me while some are not so great but I’m writing every day and that’s all that really matters to me. You can follow them daily on Twitter. If you missed them or if you’re not on Twitter, you can read them below. I had fun … Continue reading February Haikus
The stake through his heart pierced more than the depths of his soul, it pieced together all of his past lives to this one. Every forgotten memory rushed before his eyes. A Viking warrior, a pauper on the streets, a jungle ant, and so many more flashes of his past but what hurt him was the flashes of the life he was now losing. The … Continue reading The Life
Staring at the cream wall in front of her, tears streamed down her face. She was losing her mind. No. She wasn’t losing her mind. She was losing memories of him. She felt each memory slip away as it slid down her cheeks. She was afraid if she blinked that another memory would disappear so she stared hard at the wall through blurry … Continue reading Don’t Blink
The photograph by Jessica Sartini of two crows inspired this poem and another I will publish later as it’s not quite finished. When I saw the photo, I absolutely fell in love with it. I have had a fascination with crows as long as I can remember. I look up at the sky often in search of the constellation Corvus, remembering mythical tales I read from my … Continue reading Two Crows
Empty park Pigeons chattering What do they say? Are they concerned it’s empty Or do they have no care at all Restless soul A mouse skitters by Running from prey to safety Laughter in the distance Insincere Rustling wind through leaves Quieting the soul Drifting into the blues Falling into the abyss of sleep written 1/26/17 Continue reading Park Bench Blues