We Chalk-Marks

I took this sunset picture from my balcony tonight. Many thoughts went through my mind today, including our indelible drive as Americans to keep pressing on. These contrails from airpanes that had passed inspired me. I hope they inspire you.

Submitted to ABC Wedesday for the letter I, which means INDELIBLE to me today. Despite the Impermanence of these contrails, they bring Inspiration.

 

We chalk-marks cross the
Bluest skies, we gleam, dissolve
Leave pretty trails.

A Man In White Briefs



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A man in white briefs
grills his mid-day meal in
nothing else but socks!







Spotted at the the highrise next door.

We Two Butterflies

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We two butterflies

flit together sun-bright wings

sustained by nectar!

i mourn

Submitted to Haiku-Heights' haiku-a-day April challenge. I hope to join in often. Today's prompt is "possible."

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i mourn the loss of

not just you but all the

possibilities

The Letter J

It's been forever since i've popped out to see my friends at ABC Wednesday, who celebrate a new letter each week. i've been through a lot this past year, which has brought me closer to God. Prayer can bring great comfort, especially at the times you feel there's nothing else you can do.

this isn't a religious site (obviously!) but i still want to share what J means to me. : )

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i've gotten closer
to simply rest in Jesus
and patiently wait

Hard Work

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 Hard work for aging

eyes to pluck the strands our

unravelling fate

Written for Haiku-Heights and the prompt of "fate." This turned out differently than I thought (a bit more morbid), though I like how it feels to have layers of meaning. Enjoy.

You Are Just...

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You are just like a 

cigarette fun hot to hold

bad for my insides.

Tired of Slow Play

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Tired of slow play
i long to push my chips and
declare i'm all in!

Getting So Good



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Getting so good as

my own Valentine the gifts

are impeccable!

Real Men Don't Smell Like Flowers

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real men don't smell like flowers

they are twigs and leaves

kindling

the wind

soap

clean

cotton

fresh dug earth

broken in leather

and saltwater dried to the skin!

This poem is a "double fib," if you will. It uses 8, 5 3, 2 and 1 syllables (a reverse fib) followed by 1, 2, 3, 5 and 8 (a typical fib). Submitted to Jingle's Poetry Rally! Happy Rally!

I started this poem after I wrote the June 2011 haiku "Quit Using." I didn't realize at the time that I'd end up writing a love poem to men everywhere! I hope you enjoy.

Be Love

A fib poem (American experimental haiku) using 1, 1, 2, 3, 5 and 8 syllables. Each line is the sum of the previous 2 lines (e.g., 3 + 5 = 8). Fibs begin with an unseen 0, which is why the first two lines have 1 syllable each. They follow the Fibonacci sequence in math.

Submitted to Jingle Poetry at The Gooseberry Garden! Happy Picnic!

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Be

Love

Be loved

Be ready

Grab sweet gifts of love

Be wondrously overflowing!

Perfecting Naughty

Using the three-word prompt of naughty, tactic, zenith. Submitted to Three Word Wednesday!

Perfecting Naughty

We take turns to the zenith

Uncovered tactics

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