Trees seen whispering
To the fading grass below
“It’s that time again.
Leaves are preparing.
Who’ll be first to fall,
And cover you with color,
Smothering your blades,
Saturating the landscape
With variegated patchwork?”
Choka
Tag: poem
Sighting September
August tried to warn
Us of her impending move.
She sent us cool drafts,
Chilling memos of warning.
Yet, wrapped in sweaters
We missed her exiting.
Undercover of night,
With just the moon as witness,
Fall bearing September came.
Choka
Seasonal Influx
Scent of Fall swirls as
Gossipping leaves rustle
September arrives
Haiku
Homelessness/Hopelessness
I sit alone
Watching the world
Passing me by
Wondering why
Syllabic Verse
Saint Support
Oft times nestle?
Or sometimes wrestle?
A broken vessel?
Not feeling very special?
Run to God, He’s your trestle
Tanka/Rhyme
Echinated
In the thistle patch
With nettlesome thoughts
Eeyore kind of day
Syllabic Verse
Garden Royalty
Non-edible crown
The blossom of the thistle
Conceals a soft heart
Haiku
They Said—I Said
They said “Just give in”
They said “You’ll never get far”
They said “ You won’t win”
They said “Just give in”
They said “ Don’t even begin”
They said “Who you think you are?”
They said “Just give in”
They said “You’ll never get far”
I said “ I won’t give in”
I said “ I’ll make it someday”
I said “ I will soon win”
I said “ I won’t give in”
I said “ I will begin”
I said “ I will soon find a way”
I said “ I won’t give in”
I said “ I’ll make it someday”
Double Triolet
Written to all the Naysayers from a Yaysayer
“Never Ever Give Up!” “Stand Tall” “Grow”
(When I saw this huge tall tree on my walk the other day these thoughts came to mind)
Monotonous Motion
Questioning my purpose
Walking everyday
And yet I’m going nowhere
On the treadmill of life
Need to stop and get off
That sad revolving belt
Get out in the real world
Find new paths to walk on
New voices to listen
To, and new faces to see
Realize I’m in control
Of where my feet step
I need to choose wisely
And plan future paths
Syllabic Verse
Sunflowers
Such a cheerful group
Heads up, looking to the sun
Ever Optimists
Haiku
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 