Subscribe (Nonet)

Hi all,

This poem is written for Sunday Scribblings, and the theme is subscribe.

In shadows she entices his gaze

With rose-colored lips and a wink

Twirls her sky-blue parasol

And bends it in a stream

Which way to the park

Subscribe your thoughts

Only yield

To me

Please

Rescue (O.S.I)

 

 

Princess of the night

Does not seek to be rescued

She rides with the moon

 

Written for Haiku Heights

Birds of a Feather

We are two, strong birds

Gliding in the morning breeze

Just drink in the sun

 

For Sky Watch Friday!!

Retirement (O.S.I.)

Hi all,

I am writing the following poem for O.S.I. and the theme is retirement:

Where do honey bees retire
In the cleft of a sunset
Buzzing into the afternoon
Of an orange breeze
And bluebirds
Intoxicated by bluer waters
Make their homes in the sea
And angels
Do they pass as clouds
Ascend from earth to heaven
For human hearts
I hesitate 
Which place to retire?

Freedom

This poem is written in honor of Dr. Martin Luther King and his legacy:

Freedom, liberty

An unborn hope

In the womb

Of a place

Called America

A flicker of light

A courage birthed

In darkness 

In marches

In bloodshed

Seated at a table

With fate and her children

But destiny

Awaited opportunity

For the appointed moment

To raise her torch

For all-time

Red Panda!

Camera Shy

Curious explorer

Little Red Panda

Snapshots at the Central Park Zoo

For Camera Critters

Dusk (Haiku Heights)

Soul dips in sunset

Sweetness of pink and purple

Darkness receives light

And thoughts drop in dusk

Remain in the heart like rain

That falls in moonlight

Thanks for reading.  This week's theme is dusk:

Written for Haiku Heights

Spring Cometh

The great sun

Heats the cold, winter sky

A promise that spring is coming

Happy Sky Watch!

Naked (O.S.I.)

Hi all,

I am writing the following poem for O.S.I. and the theme is naked.

One vulnerable day
The naked earth
Covered herself
In lush, green leaves
To hide her beauty
From the sun
Though his love
Never waned
As he grew distant
In a winter sky
And when he returned
During the bloom of spring
The earth birthed children
And named them sunflowers

In the Land of Giant Sweaters

Hi all,

Today, I am inspired by the image over at Magpie Tales.  Hope you enjoy!

I love to disappear
Into my sweater
As the world
Slips away
Into a pink forest
Of knitted bliss
Where my limbs
Stretch into a cocoon
Five sizes too big
I believe
Its previous owner
Was a giant

Jazz Paradise

Hi bloggers,

I am excited to pen a couple of poems over at Sunday Scribblings and Carpe Diem.

Sounds of music notes

Drift with its jazz-like face full

Of a newborn glow

 

And the trumpeter

Lulls lovers to dance free in

Bluesy paradise

Soar (Sky Watch)

Boy

A bird

Beseeches

You fly fearless

Soar.

Time

To stretch

Those great wings

Beyond the sky

Soar.

For Sky Watch Friday!

Script (Haiku)

Hi all,

I am writing for Haiku Heights and the theme is script:

God's plan intrigues me
Off the script, ink falls like rain
The day rewritten

Tomorrow borrows
Brokered time for man pining
For a better script

Peace (O.S.I.)

Hi all,

I am writing the following poem for O.S.I. and the theme is peace.

Lil' angel
With chocolate-brown eyes
I come in peace
Through the window
Of your soul
Making the night, day
And wiping your tears downstream
My arms are like wood
That burns the cold night away
And my bread is sweet
To deny the fangs of hunger
Shall we fly
Leave the world behind
With joy and wonder

Jules Best Friend (Flash 55)

Happy Saturday Night,

Here's a short tale in 55 words or under.  Hope you enjoy:

Jules taught his dog tricks like how to sniff for buried treasure or walk on his hind legs to accept coins from strangers.  Or he'd wait by tables and collect tips from the busboys in white aprons.  He had kind, brown eyes and a wagging tail.  The perfect accomplice. 

 

Future Sky

Here's to the future

Which in a moment

Of beauty

Ventures forth

In brilliant colors

Happy Sky Watch!!

Watching (O.S.I.)

Happy New Year!

I am writing this poem for O.S.I. and the theme is watching.

A boy entreated the universe
To bear its secrets
In the night sky
To gleam metaphors
From the stars
Spin verse and poetry
From the winged crickets
In the wild grass

The foolish boy demanded
Hollered and scowled
At the tall, black trees
That guarded his house
And the owl's hoot
Brought the lad back
To his senses

The moon watched
Dipped his top hat
Into a river
That rippled new light
And chased the boy
Through a field of fireflies
Read him a story
Kissed the boy goodnight