In the course of life
Checking my moral compass
Choosing the high road
Haiku
Category: 2017
On This Mother’s Day
My mind has begun
Traveling Memory’s Road
To my Mother’s house
Haiku
The City
Grey skies hover
Over grey buildings
Cold concrete
Grey highways
Lifeless yet full of life
Breathing in its grey air
Shadorma
Birdseed Bandit
There once was a brown squirrel
Who upon a bird feeder did swirl
He tried to get a treat
But trouble he did meet
When he got dizzy from the twirl
Limerick
Written in honor of National Limerick Day-May 12
Superficial
Picture Perfect
Looking good on the outside
Take a second glance
Senryu
Time Goes By
Day becomes night so soon
No sooner than the sun rises
Then there comes the moon
Day becomes night so soon
Quickly morning turns to afternoon
Time never apologizes
Day becomes night so soon
No sooner than the sun rises
Triolet
In Honor of Lost Socks
No sock left behind
Remember those lost socks
That served you well
Whether white, red, grey, black
Honor them on this day in May
Tanka
No Sock Left Behind: things you can do with that one mismatched sock. Donate mismatched socks to:
Help Restore Sight in Poor Communties
Help the Homeless-The Joy of Sox
Or get Crafty and make something with them
Iris Day
Greek goddess
Or a garden flower
Fleur-de-lis
Coat of Arms
Whether banner or symbol
Iris celebrates
Shadorma
Special “Happy Day” Shoutout to my online friend: Iris at: Iris@Poetsmith.wordpress.com
All Around Us
Wounded hearts
And fractured lives
Full of pain
Full of anger
Broken spirits seeking hope
And a healing touch
Shadorma
Job’s Question
Afraid?
What is “the thing”?
What is the “that” in you
Which is so big it causes such
Great Fear?
Wonder if someday it suddenly
Becomes real and comes?
What will you do?
Panic?
Or Pray?
What will you do?
Will you fight or just freeze?
Will you crumble in trepidation?
I know
What i would do because it’s come.
And I am trusting God
To remove it
From me.
Double Butterfly Cinquain
Job 3:25–“For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me.”
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 