What life tears apart nature mends – cyclical flow, divinely decreed. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: rip/mend) Image from personal collection. Advertisements
Tag: poem
Sanctuary
Make blanket of green bough our secret sanctuary – eden – as squirrels watch and animals rustle, feel the purely bucolic, leave cloudy noon, come
Contrasts
Contrasts, life presents – focus on the light, I tell myself, eyes wandering to dark corners been up against too many brick walls to harbour
Duplicity
Evil dons a political mask, puppetry performed with carefully construed phrases, public favour swayed… and as a final ruse deploys duplicitous vestments declaring divinity onboard.
Even Colourless, Still a Flower
The softness of petals, such a glorious curve, even colourless, floral fragrance has verve – For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Flower of any
Off Beat
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
