Candle burning bright
A symbol of hope
Extinqishes night
Candle burning bright
Overcomes fright
Reveals ways to cope
Candle burning bright
A symbol of hope
5 Syllable Triolet
Category: November 2016
Poet’s Choice
Elegies, Aubades,
Poems of Mourning or Morning.
U will decide choice.
Senryu
Looking For Hope?
Where is hope found?
In the soul dreaming?
In the world helping?
In the heart loving?
On its knees praying?
In all those and more.
Hope is found in God.
Syllabic Verse
Hope
Again,
So much sorrow,
And again so much pain.
All I have are prayers and hope
In God
To help,
To heal, to restore, to bind,
To work all things together
For good. I hope.
Butterfly Cinquain
Wishes
Wishing
The Blessings of
Health, Hope, Happiness
Upon Family, Friends, Followers
This day
Cinquain
Sounds of Home
Childhood sounds of home
Mom always awake at 5 am
Coffeepot perking
“Daylight in the swamp”
Was Dad’s morning wakeup call
Much to my chagrin
Mom’s much used words
You “Always” and/or “Never”
Negative tone
Norwegian songs
Joke telling laughter among
Card game smack talk
Homemade bread
With butter, after school snack
Made with Mom’s hands
Sunday softball games
Family chatter at dinner
Mom’s hot apple pie
Family and friends
Summer picnics at the park
Swimming at the lake
Senryu Cascade
Give Thanks
Dark, gloomy morning
A reminder to stop, pray,and
Give thanks for light
Senryu
In everything give thanks…
1Thessalonians 5;18
The Choice
Choose this day whom
You will actively serve
I choose the LORD
Senryu
( Based on Joshua 24:15)
Road of Life
Rain or shine life goes on Monoku
Promise of the DoveÂ
We belong together
You and I walk as one
But should we ever part
I shall wait beneath the tree
In the early morning light
Tanka
This morning as I looked out my patio window I saw one dove just sitting under the big tree. Just sitting, watching, waiting….All summer I had seen and heard two doves, at times they would stroll by my window in the early evening, walking slowly along together. I would hear them cooing in the morning. Now I am seeing only one, sitting quietly, watching, waiting. I worry if it is hurt. I worry if it needs help. I wonder where it’s mate is. Then, after many moments, it suddenly flies away… I am not sure what to make of all of this, but I will choose to think good thoughts and imagine that the dove saw its mate. Blessings everyone! Enjoy this day!
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 