
Peace is lost, chaos reigns,
As masked voices protest
“We cannot breathe”.
Colors war with one another,
All seeking their rights,
As Covid looms, bringing death.
“Be gone from us!”
We cry out in desperation
Grieving for what used to be.
Choka

Peace is lost, chaos reigns,
As masked voices protest
“We cannot breathe”.
Colors war with one another,
All seeking their rights,
As Covid looms, bringing death.
“Be gone from us!”
We cry out in desperation
Grieving for what used to be.
Choka

Life is passing by
Enjoy the living moments
While you have time
Savor every moment
Before it is gone
Grasping all those good times
While they’re in reach
Will give you good memories
A storehouse of treasures
Choka
It is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. It is in fact true. It’s called living. —Terry Pratchett

Long passed
Yet on she lives
Memories and music
The treasures she left behind
For us
Cinquain
In tribute to Patsy Cline 1932-1963 one of Country Music’s Greatest and one of my very favorite singers.
Gone too soon. “Sweet Dreams” Patsy.

April’s thirty days
Filled with uncertainty
Are history
Senryu
Goodbye April 2020. You can claim you were the first full month of the pandemic.

Trying to go back to the beginning
Have to find away to erase
Need to change what happened
While in my genesis place
Looking for a way
First errs to chase
But its gone
Without trace
Can’t.
Nonet

Youth was here and then
One blink and it was gone
Hummingbird at feeder
Haiku

Mine might be a bit off prompt—but it’s the best I could do as being a forward thinking person I am not good at writing backwards. 🙂
