Lily dressed in pale purple
Stands regal by the garden gate
Watching the growing parade
Slowly passing her by
Focused on anger
Without a care
They destroy
What once
Was
Nonet
Written after seeing the destructive aftermath 50 days of rioting, protests, and marches has caused in Portland, Oregon USA 2020
In memory of your
Faces we no longer see,
Who fought to keep us free,
Souls so brave and true, now gone,
For our freedom we thank you.
Tanka
Kissed by the sun
Yellow rose
Petals blushing pink
Syllable Lune
First rose of 2020 in bloom on my rose bush today.
May’s big “Flower Moon”
Blooming in the eastern sky
Year’s last Supermoon
Haiku
“A super moon is the result of the full moon coinciding with the moon’s closest point of orbit in relation to the Earth, which is known as perigee. The result is that the moon is not only full, but looks closer to us and brighter than usual. On average, a super moon is seven percent bigger and 15 percent brighter than a full moon.
The May Super Flower Moon is the last super moon this year.”
(Quoted from People Magazine at: https://people.com/home/theres-a-super-flower-moon-coming-tonight-heres-how-to-see-it/
Stately they stand
Strong branches holding new life
Sheltered from storms
As wind and rain beat
Steadily upon their mossy boughs
Stately they stand
Green giants waving
Strong branches holding new life
All across our land
Some are chosen
As lumber to keep people
Sheltered from storms
Triple Haiku Cascade
“To exist as a nation, to prosper as a state, and to live as a people, we must have trees.” — President Theodore Roosevelt.
“Other holidays repose upon the past; Arbor Day proposes for the future.”
#ArborDay2020 https://www.almanac.com/content/arbor-day-history-facts-date
#ArborDayAtHome #ArborDayFoundation
In the dark stillness
November’s moon reigns on high
Stars hide from view
Haiku
I was fortunate tonight to be able to walk outside about 6:30 pm and see the moon in its giant fullness. The sky was in total darkness except for this gigantic moon. The photo I took with my cellphone doesn’t really show its beauty and size. It truly was a sight to see.
Amy Nieskens of the Old Farmer’s Almanac guide said: “Centuries ago Native Americans kept track of the changing seasons by giving a distinct name to each Full Moon – names we still use today.
“November’s Full Moon was known as the Geese-going Moon, the Frost Moon and perhaps the most well known, the Full Beaver Moon.
“Traditionally this is the time of year that beavers are preparing for winter and also the time to set traps before the swamps froze, to ensure supplies of warm winter furs.”
Sunset
Feathers on high
Streaks of orange light
Fill the western sky before me
I gasp
Cinquain
Snow capped giant
Rises before me, I gaze
In awestruck wonder
Once more, Mount Hood, the sight of you has taken my breath away. Though miles away from me you loom in front of me like a blockade. Clouds hover above your snow capped peak. I gasp. You are intimidating, yet so beautiful.
I remember when I visited you and stood at your base, smelled your mountain air, and trembled at your majesty.
None other I have seen strike me with awe like you do giant rock.
Haibun
For info on Mount Hood visit this link: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Hood
We went
We lost our lives
We won freedom for you
We ask only that you not forget
Our deeds
Cinquain
Our local Christian church school that has a big grassy area next to their building implemented the idea of having their school children put up 6000 little flags to honor and pay tribute to the 6000 Oregon soldiers who lost their lives in all the wars.
I visited the display today and was deeply touched by how beautiful it was. Seeing all those little flags blowing in the soft breeze made me so thankful for the freedom we enjoy in our country and for those who paid the price to achieve it.
Sea breeze.
Gulls cry above.
Waves softly rolling,
Covering footprints in the sand.
Ocean
Sights and sounds delight weary soul,
Seeking tranquility,
Refreshing life,
Anew.
Butterfly Cinquain
#MayFalls19 Poetry Challenge Prompt: sea breeze
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 