
Little things do matter
“Rome wasn’t built in a day”
Great things begin small
Senryu
“Great things are done by a series of small things brought together” -Vincent Van Gogh

Little things do matter
“Rome wasn’t built in a day”
Great things begin small
Senryu
“Great things are done by a series of small things brought together” -Vincent Van Gogh

Phil’s Faithful Followers
Gathered at Gobbler’s Knob
in Punxsutawney.
Phil appears, shadow does not
Early Spring is on its way
Tanka
“Faithful followers, there is no shadow of me and a beautiful spring it shall be,” a member of Phil’s Inner Circle read from the groundhog’s prediction scroll to the cheers and applause from the crowd.
Thousands of people gathered Saturday at Gobbler’s Knob in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania, to watch a famous groundhog deliver his highly anticipated forecast.
Punxsutawney Phil emerged from his burrow around 7:30 a.m. ET and did not see his shadow, predicting an early spring for us all –CNN Punxsutawney,PA

In the midst of winter
Flowers in February
Brighten the afternoon
Haiku

Dressed up for winter
Mrs. Jack Frost’s cloak imprinted with
Icy blue like lace
Trails across my window pane
Reminding me of ocean waves
Tanka

I sat and watched
As a vagrant leaf
Sashayed past
Meandering
Apparently oblivious
Autumn had long passed
Shadorma

Been there
Walking away
From that place I’ve tread
Looking for a new horizon
To rise
Unexpectedly right before me
With paths that lead upward
Promising a
Future
Butterfly Cinquain
“I always get to where I am going by walking away from where I have been”. —Pooh

New Year days in flight,
Flying away like fall leaves.
What is your vision?
Are your dreams anchored down,
To withstand the winds of time?
Tanka
And the LORD answered me, and said, Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it. For the vision is yet for an appointed time, but at the end it shall speak, and not lie: though it tarry, wait for it; because it will surely come, it will not tarry Habakkuk 2:2-3

Full of lofty goals
I soar higher than the stars
Music in my soul
Catapulting me forward
Until I reach a million dreams
Tanka
(I was inspired to write this poem after listening to “A Million Dreams” Song from the movie “The Greatest Showman” and I added it to a paper collage piece I was working on that the song also inspired me to create😩)

In the chill of winter
Beyond the garden gate
Frozen fruit awaits
A harvest long past
Syllabic Verse

Did you ever think you’d see
A goat standing in a tree?
There’s a good reason why
These goats are way up high
Read the articles–links below
If you really want to know
Syllabic Rhyme
https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/the-tree-goats-of-morocco-tamri-morocco
https://www.amusingplanet.com/2015/05/tree-climbing-goats-of-morocco.html