feathers ever float
outstretched wings inspiring hope
dive and glide for hours
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Quite a Haiku #27
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Quite a Haiku #26
empty fields outstretched
plowed in fertile elegance
rural bliss for cows
Monday, March 28, 2011
Quite a Haiku #25
early morning bloom
petals waltz to swallows sweet
courtyard cantata
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Quite a Haiku #23
insect like a stick
blend in among the branches
munching leaves for lunch
Friday, March 25, 2011
Quite a Haiku #22
moon is smiling down
from sky of white specked darkness
shooting star so bright
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Quite a Haiku #21
rotten marsh festers
rats bring terror and sorrow
eastward sets the sun
Backward Flows the River
rotten marsh festers
rats bring terror and sorrow
eastward sets the sun
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Quite a Haiku #20
cherry blossoms dare
to poke through forests ancient
catching golden rays
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Quite a Haiku #18
tongue to water laps
soft fur in sunlit amber
birds among the path
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Quite a Haiku #15
scurry earnestly
over earthen compost plowed
down the valley slope
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Quite a Haiku #14
lo the fields and hills
luscious emeralds shimmer
softly rolling on
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Quite a Haiku #12
enchanted petals
on scented current flutter
pink and red they float
Monday, March 14, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Sonnet Sunday #1
across the yard, a shadowed figure slinks
perched high above, a feathered barn owl hoots
beyond the walls drift laughs as glasses clink
to swipe the loot, no better chance will come
amidst the crowd, a dimpled woman nods
inebriated guards are swigging meade
the minstrels sing a tale of lords and Gods
a perfect opportunity for greed
a dark and empty tomb, bespeaks the hall
on woven fabric, torchlit patterns dance
reverberate an echo through the hall
a bout of nerves akin to first romance
oh thrill of fear that still he may be found
within his throat, the sweet, familiar pound
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Quite a Haiku #10
chilly wind whipping
velvet grass swishing gently
freedom crisp as leaves
Friday, March 11, 2011
Quite a Haiku #9
lizard climbing gourd
his friends from corners slither
aphid invasion
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Quite a Haiku #8
chains of daisies float
cotton clouds drift lazily
green the hills they graze
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Quite a Haiku #7
buzz in misty twi-
light from hundreds twinkling like
fiery sparks at dusk
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Quite a Haiku #6
safe from raindrops daze
in cozy darkness resting
cubs with mama wait
Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Quite a Haiku #4
oh ominous song
ring out lark, pause thumping hearts
till fog tints our sobs
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Quite a Haiku #3
breath expelled with ebbs
at wonderment directed
starscapes ever stretch
Friday, March 4, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Quite a Haiku #1
quiet violets sway
umbrellas held by fellas
summer under shade
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Couplets of Collusion #100
he ate and ate, and then he ate some more
face down, they found him flopped across the floor
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Couplets of Collusion #99
her jibes and nags were constant with disdain
his death would slowly come with constant pain