What life tears apart nature mends – cyclical flow, divinely decreed. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: rip/mend) Image from personal collection. Advertisements
Make blanket of green bough our secret sanctuary – eden – as squirrels watch and animals rustle, feel the purely bucolic, leave cloudy noon, come
Contrasts, life presents – focus on the light, I tell myself, eyes wandering to dark corners been up against too many brick walls to harbour
The softness of petals, such a glorious curve, even colourless, floral fragrance has verve – For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Flower of any
How broken those with blue hearts who embrace only poison breezes. I dance rhythmless, lingering on an almost stout word men need cool from voices
One a Tom – night prowler, elusive schemer – renders me sleepless. Another, pampered, a diva demanding, high anxiety to boot – makes me crazy.