Shutting out the world
Immersing myself in art
Creating beauty
From the pages of bad news
Painting over the sadness
Tanka
Tag: original poetry and photograph
Grieving
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
Summer’s UnWanted Visitor
Covid keeps crawling
Slowly creeping thru our land
Moving like a snail
Haiku
Nature’s Refuge
In the early morn,
Rising with the summer sun,
Waking with the birds,
I sit among trees and flowers,
Sipping coffee as
Windchimes serenade me.
A squirrel scurries,
Butterflies flutter, bees buzz.
My garden shuts out the world.
Choka
Rumors
Some words spoken
Float past us like wispy
Feathers in the sky
Nebulous clouds bringing doubt
Uncertainty and confusion
Tanka
Contentment
Without any care,
No matter world circumstances,
The rose still blooms
Oh that I should be as trusting
To do the same as it does
Tanka
Cirrus Clouds
Whispy white streamers
Floating like feathers
Fair weather morning
Syllabic Verse
Finally…:)
Happiness realized
In my little world today
Promises fulfilled
Day’s filled will sunny smiles
Summer finally woke up!
Tanka
Summer is finally here and I am doing my happy dance! Temps in 75 to 80’s today and all next week! Yay!!
Sheltered
Living
In the shadow
Of good things yet to come
Sheltered by His shade on my
Right hand
Cinquain
The Lord is your keeper;
The Lord is your shade on your right hand.
Psalm 121:5
By the Wayside
Bringing some joy
To those who have none
In an obscure place
Haiku
Many of us are in an obscure place right now. Walking unfamiliar paths, trying hard to find hope in the midst of all the new normal, yet, if we look, many times we will see little splashes of joy scattered along our path, tiny seeds planted to encourage us as we navigate through these challenging times.
Take some time to look for them today, usually they are found in unexpected places and just at the time they’re needed the most.
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 