Do not come around
You are not wanted
Flu Bug fly away
I’ve better things to do
Then wasting time with you
Tanka
Tag: original poetry
Prodigal of Praise
In the grocery store
I passed by a cart
Therein sat a wee child
A prodigal of smiles
Contentedly singing
Syllabic Verse
Walking with The Word
I don’t walk alone
The Word safely leads me
He is the Light I need
To guide my feet each day
And keep the darkness away
Tanka
(Based on Psalm 119:105 and John 8:12)
A Classic
What a novel idea said he
Nurtured in conspiracy
Yet, born out of necessity
It’s words still live quite timelessly
Syllabic Verse
“Gone With The Wind” written in 1936 by Margaret Mitchell is still my favorite novel and movie of all time
Inane Intentions
A beautiful thought
Unanchored, transforms into
Lovely empty wish
Senryu
#silverleafcontest
Bits and Pieces
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
Inner Reflection
Kindness, a treasure
That’s outwardly visable,
Comes from within
Senryu
Guard well within yourself that treasure, kindness. Know how to give without hesitation, how to lose without regret, how to acquire without meanness. —George Sand
Out of the Cocoon
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
Someday-One Day
We are still dreaming
We are still rising
We are still trying
To live the creed
Syllabic Verse
“I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: ‘We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.’
— Martin Luther King, Jr., “I Have a Dream,” delivered August 28, 1963
Callous Critic
Who are you that sits on a self made throne,
That’s padded with a pillow of pride,
Wearing a robe of perfection?
Your know-it-all attitude
And hastily pointing fingers,
Fill the air with dread,
As you speak words
That tear down
Someone’s
Dream.
Reverse Etheree
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 