Morning sun peeks out
Smell of Spring is in the air
February wanes
Haiku
Tag: original poetry
A Broken System
Dumpsters overflow
Filled with our throwaways
Homeless begging
For food in ragged clothes
As the sea consumes trash
Tanka
Serpentine Signature
Sparkling
Water droplets
Beads of glistening rain
Decorate Miss Spider’s threads
Of doom
Cinquain
Silence
“No news is good news”
Twas what my mama often said
But sounds of silence
Are at times deafening
Imagined shouts
Of outstanding victory
Amongst faintest whispers
Of terrible tragedies
Silence is not golden to me
Choka
On The Go
Not a moment to spare
Life’s just so busy
To do lists everywhere
Not a moment to spare
Running here and there
Life’s in a tizzy
Not a moment to spare
Life’s just so busy
Triolet
Breakfast Guest
Humming sound
Iridescent flash
Unexpected
Visitor
An Emerald Hummingbird
On my patio
Shadorma
Tear Bottle
Teardrops
Fell over the years
Many tears, many fears
Yet He captured every one
God’s Love
Cinquain
You keep track of all my sorrows You have collected all my tears in your bottle You have recorded each one in your book. Psalm 56:8 NLT
February 14
A bright spot
In a weary day
Morning sun
Friendly smiles
Time to spend with family
Valentines Day
Shadorma
Life Discovery
Searching the seashore
For a sign of life and love
Finding empty shells
I fill them with my jewels
And call them earthly treasures
Tanka
The Scent of Rain
India captures
the fragrance of the first rain
Petrichor perfume
Capturing the scent
Bottling the fragrance of rain
Village of Kannauj
Haiku
Haiku Horizons Weekly Challenge Week #155 Prompt: Rain
Informative Links about Mitti Attar or Petrichor:
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 