Sorrow, sharp
Under this circumstance
Can, with time, mend this soul
Knotted heart, released
Many an afternoon cry
Yearned to be wept
Dawn came quickly
Indigo skies turned to gold
Commonplace kindness, see?
Knave, be chagrined
Fell
Tag Archives: Leaves
Tea Leaves
Cooperation
on occasion
there was, I recall
With attention
— dare I mention —
to the most primal instinct of all
But love
what of love
thusly, here the poem ends
For one cannot
and one ought not
use, abuse, and pretend
Reforest: A Haiku
Collide now with me
Regenerate where we land
Branch we, out again
Design Credit: Taliesin II Floor Lamp; Frank Lloyd Wright
Snowflakes
legato
We will see those leaves
Dance and shimmer again
Playful and meaning business alike
Wistfully, we’ll watch them bud then bloom
And be reminded
We are promised the seasons
The Oboe said so
Second-Story Windows
I’m explaining
Away
The shimmering leaves
The gust that inspired them
The light they danced with
The grace with which they fell
They’ve
Nothing
To
Do with you
At
All
Sticky Frog: A Haiku
Leap! The greenest Frog
And steal me back from beyond
As I think of leaves
Tease
I like when leaves
Flee with ferocity
From the whipping wind
As if they teased it, “Tag!”
Untitled
I would likely just watch you a lot
Approach you from time to time, I may
To touch and make certain you’re real
With words and sentiment fully spent
What more need be said
That leaves, fire, and ink have not already uttered
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