Haiku And Other Aperçus

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Monday, September 26, 2016

Love Songs Of My Heart (One)

In days long gone by, I went through a time of focusing on writing love poems. Many years have gone by and though the special fellow, the recipient of my feelings, is gone, the love is still there, and so are some of the poems. I thought I might take a time of sharing some of them with you. For some... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 25, 2016

The Future Is Already Here

Tomorrow is the Birthday of my Sweet Kansas City Sis and I'm going to take her out to First Watch for our favorite brunch items and lots of gossip and laughing. This is how it will go at first: (The future is already here.) Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Separation

The Time In Between I know that you can never be with me each moment of the day without a time I cannot touch your face and hear you breathe, or see you smile at my embrace I know this, and yet..... When you're not here, though time is short; and though my mind knows your desire is here with me to... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 22, 2016

The First Autumn Leaf

The polychrome greens of summer caress my mood as I stare upon the enchanted forest which is mine while I'm walking there. I see the dark and shining hues of pine needles long and straight with glistening, hanging drops of dew refracting sunbeams golden state. The leaves of the oak and sycamore, the... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Up & Down

After one glance, I refuse to look down at the mud about my feet, left from the stormy night. I look up instead, at the blue of the sky. How can one flounce and stew, and strut in high dudgeon when summer is almost done, and the leaves will soon turn to brilliant yellows and orange? How can a huff... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 19, 2016

Did You Hear About Bea?

She got booted from the knitting circle because she never had a clew. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 18, 2016

After The Dry Spell

Today the words came again. They tumbled forth in exact precision, form and grace. They sang a song that I didn't even know was in my heart or mind, a dithyramb of joy and longing. I let my fingers dance across the board of keys to unlatch words that would match the beauty of the image in my mind.... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 15, 2016

A Trivium Just For You

It is an insignificant matter, a trifle, inessential to any importance to today's existence. It won't help you get rich. It won't win the presidential election. It won't help feed the homeless, or make you young again. So, why trivia? Of what importance is it in the modern world? First of all, for... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Thunderbolt & Lightflash

thunder in the night crashing, flashing, pouring down such morning beauty Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

The Rest Is All Coffee

one cup, only one each day is all I need, but I do need one--TEA Sign in to see full entry.

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