A MOMENT

The air is ripe with the music of songbirds. Its hue is honeysuckle and wine. The sweetness of berries awaken my tongue. Ah, laughter straddles the beaming sun. My hands are full. Here are the things that grow and here are the things that bloom The gift of the seasons, this moment will never beContinue reading “A MOMENT”

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A FISHY STORY

  Ashen skin glisten beneath incandescent bulbs Lifeless eyes stare wide-eyed at customers feeling their flesh for firmness Sweat and blood mingle on the muddy floor Voices rise voices fall earnest haggling ends in a bargain Ah, the sultry heat seeps out of skins Money changes hands dead bodies are wrapped in yesterday’s news andContinue reading “A FISHY STORY”

SALUTE TO BEAUTY

  If only  I could gather words as one would flowers I would inscribe into these pages spells and enchantments  my pen stops  in mid-air, bowing to beauty greater than its words.   The above poem is an attempt at writing a Sijo poem, a poetic form of Korean origins. According to Poetry Foundation, aContinue reading “SALUTE TO BEAUTY”

LET MUSIC BE

Touch the music gently. Let the notes descend like mist Crowning a blossom with dewdrops wary of bending a petal with its weight Let music rest like a feather On a bed of tender bluets Each a complement to the other’s spirit Let the melody whisper its own sweet words Touching the heart like aContinue reading “LET MUSIC BE”

IN THE WOODS

I dare not breathe lest I disturb the fragile silence cradling the whisper of butterfly wings and the caress of breeze on the water. I tread gently lest I break the silence that lets the squirrels out of their nest to play in the woods or a deer to linger at the forest’s edge. IContinue reading “IN THE WOODS”

MEMORIAL

Tucked in the woods, by an abandoned rural road, a little old cemetery lies.  About fifty weathered gravestones rise from the wildflower and grass-covered ground.  Nobody visits the place.  After all, the most recent gravestone was placed in the early 1900’s. However, when Memorial Day comes, new flags fly in the graveyard, specifically by theContinue reading “MEMORIAL”

TO MY CHILDREN

Your heartbeat changed the rhythm of my world the moment it echoed inside my womb. No other music could be more treasured after the sweetness of the Eternal Word. Like an enchantment dispelling all gloom, your heartbeat changed the rhythm of my world. What joys, what dreams your little heart unfurled in my own, swellingContinue reading “TO MY CHILDREN”