TREASURES

My treasures are a visual prayer my eyes delight to see: a garden full of flowers a pocketful of butterflies, flying free; broken seashells smelling of the shore flowered teapots from days of yore cards and notes bearing good wishes faded photos of familiar faces Then, there’s the warmth of sunshine and the freshness ofContinue reading “TREASURES”

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”

INSOMNIA

  Crickets chirped in the moon-kissed night The ticking minutes wore down my spirits The bed creaked, the sheets swished Where? Oh, where was sleep? Cars rolled down the city street; the freight train honked. Weren’t they beat from plying through daytime’s heat? And here I tossed and here I turned envious of the snoringContinue reading “INSOMNIA”

CHERRY BLOSSOMS

After a rainy spell, I stepped into the sunshine of a spring afternoon  to go to the blooming cherry tree near the city green which was about a mile away. I did not particularly relish walking on city roads, busy as they were even on a Sunday afternoon. Fear of getting run over by oncomingContinue reading “CHERRY BLOSSOMS”

BUTTERFLY

  The quiet of butterfly wings as they glide in the air speaks of grace that need no herald nor fanfare, and ever brings mindful hearts wonder. Written for DVerse Poets’ Meeting the Bar Prompt – Brevity.  Frank wants folks to write a five-line or shorter poem.   I chose to write a modified tanka  withContinue reading “BUTTERFLY”

ANTICIPATION

One day, flowers will bloom again and I will cup their velvety petals like treasures in my hands One day, birds will sing again and my heart will beat in harmony with their song One day, the sun will be warm again and the earth and rivers will wake and the air will burst withContinue reading “ANTICIPATION”

DOORS

  Doors lead to doors I only enter with trepidation what’s in store behind the door Hope is my pray’r. I am not a seer I could not count all the costs but I am fairly sure choices have consequences some come soon others later. I am afraid to open a door yet, even ifContinue reading “DOORS”