Last night
The sun painted
The western sky orange red,
While fingers plucked harp strings
Inside.
Soothing sounds enveloped my ears,
Drowning out the darkness
Of reality
Outside.
A home
Just blocks away,
While my ears heard sweet words,
Others were being torn apart
Inside,
As the blackness of a cold heart,
Unleased its bitterness,
Drowning a soul
In tears.
Double Butterfly Cinquain
“Under the weather”
(Whatever that means.)
“Not myself”
“Feeling ill”
(Idioms for I’m not well)
“Abit out of sorts”
Shadorma
The Urban Dictionary says:
“To be under the weather is to be unwell. … Originally it meant to feel seasick or to be adversely affected by bad weather. The term is correctly ‘under the weather bow’ which is a gloomy prospect; the weather bow is the side upon which all the rotten weather is blowing.”
Quickly
Moving
Like a river
January
Days swiftly flowing
Into cold, damp, dark nights
Causing man and beast a chill
As they wish for the breath of Spring
To blow across the land once again
Bringing with it longer days and new life.
Etheree
Lonely, hungry,
Bleak, facing the world alone
Sees a seed of Hope
Haiku
Cold and Frosty morn
Carpet of white glistens
Dawns the first day of Winter
Haiku
Today is the First day of Winter—brrr
The cold Winter air
Breathes on Spring’s appearance
Budded trees shivering
Haiku
Winter’s shell of cold
Penetrated by sunshine
Hints of Spring peek out
Haiku
