
Whose feet did tread
In these fields long ago?
Perhaps Ancestors,
Or a people we knew not.
Nature holds the secret
Tanka

Whose feet did tread
In these fields long ago?
Perhaps Ancestors,
Or a people we knew not.
Nature holds the secret
Tanka

Gloomy skies above
Melancholy moods below
Crestfallen heads droop
Haiku

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

Dancing in the sun
We spent summer days together
What a pair we made.
Haiku

Standing tall wherever I am
Monoku

Things are not always as they seem.
What we see may not be what is.
Sometimes eyes play tricks,
And our mind does also.
We need to ask ourself,
Is reality
Truly what
My eyes do
See?
Nonet

Cloud cover
Signs in the sky
We keep looking above
For answers to problems on earth
To come
Cinquain

At this sunset hour
New opportunity waits
Just around the corner
Haiku

Twists and Turns
In the road of life
Changeabouts
Curlicues
Can lead to opportunities
If faith is driving
Shadorma

August tried to warn
Us of her impending move.
She sent us cool drafts,
Chilling memos of warning.
Yet, wrapped in sweaters
We missed her exiting.
Undercover of night,
With just the moon as witness,
Fall bearing September came.
Choka