Posted in February 2018, Haiku

Inkling of Sprinkling

Red Rose in snow

Winter’s Breakfast Treat

Nighttime dusting of snow

Powdered Sugar

Haiku

Winter just keeps showing up overnight and leaves us with traces of snow to wake up to. Poor blooming plants are not appreciating the nighttime visits. Thankfully it melts quickly at morning light.

Posted in Choka, November 2017

Then and Now

Rose bush in the Fall
I look at you now,

In the Fall season of life.

Your beauty dim.

You are not as tall,

Nor as vibrant now,

As in the Summer of life.

Your color now gone,

You bloom no more, as before,

Yet, I love you still, my rose.

Choka

Posted in October 2017, Triolet

One Small Rose

One Rose
I am not a grand bouquet

I am just a single flower

What can I hope to say

I am not a grand bouquet

But in some small way 

I am important to her

I am not a grand bouquet

I am just a single flower

Triolet

“Sometimes Little Things Mean A Lot