Daylight at its end
Moonlight in the wings
Tranquil thoughts at play
With whispered thanks
For the past day
Night moves into dawn
Bids farewell to a day gone
he stared into the setting sun – mesmerized
unmoved by surrounding distractions
he was summoned by nature
it demanded his focus
there was no interrupting this
he was communing with the universe
This is what the clothes line looked like this morning.
Snow and ice was all over this ride. It gleamed. It is humongous!
All the rides were frosted over with ice and snow.
Free verse poem: Writer 7
All that was of him
Poured from pen to paper
Fiercely protective of his work
It was as it originally emerged
This is no longer how it looks around here.
It looks more like this
And this. Not to worry. There is more snow on the way tomorrow. These postcard moments are getting kinda tiresome. Spring let’s get going already. I have enough photos !!!
Haiku: Writer 6
promos book tours none
autographs interviews none
It’s all in the work
This has been a snow filled winter. There is beauty everywhere from this icy covering. I took this one today from the parking lot of the mall.
prophetic ‘rhyddim’ driven lyrics
seeped in social commentary
insinuates as it undulates
inspiring the lust for change
emerges as the voice of the unheard