Chandelier
With all that I could muster,
My flint struck against the steel…
Whittled Words – Hay(na)ku Poem
Hay(na)ku is a simple poetic form, and it is also one of the newest.
Melancholy Moon
The sky holds a tinctured air,
And melancholy moon glows pale…
Close Up
“All the world’s a stage”,
Yet acts not hard penned…
Tuesday Tidbits #52
A rasher of rarified rumors, ruminations, and rants.
Mad Respect
You earned my respect many years ago,
When you chose the hardest choice…
Tapestry
Threadbare the twisted secrets,
Faded in the sun of history,
Old cloth stitched in long days…
Woman
To the pretty girls, running slow,
Who let us steal playground kisses…
Whittled Words – Huitain Poem
The huitain is actually a derivative of the French ballade. In fact, it is a complete 8-line poem composed of one ballade stanza.
Both Hands
I give it to you,
Bloody and beating,
This love so blue,
Still retreating…