Sonnet 3
River and stream carved out through my woodlands,
flowing back home to the salt of the sea;
carrying sparks and waves from beforehand,
littered with light and astonishing me;
Rapids roaring, sound off like a heartbeat,
echoing cadence in rhythmic fine-tune;
a strong reverb, tangible and concrete,
reflects your thoughts in the light…
Sonnet 2
The clouds o’er the trees arise sublime,
bred life through blood shed oft this time of year;
Obtained through this concord still kept through time,
agreed to be repaid renewed and clear;
Cyclic nature bereft of loss and gain,
does not concern itself with whims so rife;
The selfish acts of…
Sonnet 1
Of black and red the walls do seem to me,
I fear I’ve lost my way this sanguine night;
A light now waned reflects to see them bleed,
Accursed be the one to see this sight;
Through dark my eyes did meet the candid ire,
Of what my mind and heart…
Raindrops falling fast
just to rise and fall once more
I’m in no such rush
A likely unoriginal haiku
Sometimes where the grass
is much greener, it tends to
wilt all the quicker
Has this been said before?
Still something to consider.
A Bountiful Haiku
Among thick green leaves
sun shining and thirsty earth
hides something superb
Thanks to my fellow poet, Orla Kenny, for the inspiration behind this piece.
Haiku about Dependency
Prism stones rolled over
mixing colors on the wall
could cast naught alone
What brings out your true colors?
