Moving
Feathers and leaves
Flying and floating around
Destination determines their
Purpose
Cinquain
Moving
Feathers and leaves
Flying and floating around
Destination determines their
Purpose
Cinquain
Wheat grows among tares
Each nurtured by their source
Harvest separates
Haiku
Let both grow together until the harvest: and in the time of harvest I will say to the reapers, Gather ye together first the tares, and bind them in bundles to burn them: but gather the wheat into my barn. Matthew 13:30
In my imagination,
I see a day that’s red light free.
No stopping or starting,
Just cruising happily.
I’d reach my destination,
So very easily,
If I had nothing in the way,
To bring delay to me.
Yet life is not that simple,
And in true reality.
A few red lights are always needed,
To make me stop and see,
That often an interruption,
Becomes a great possibility.
One which could be missed,
by living a green light fantasy.
Leona J. Atkinson
07-09-13