haiku 51

the sparse green army

stands guarding the hill against

mighty blue forces

 

–photo by me

nightsnow

sometimes

little galaxies

fall from

the night sky

and swirl

to the ground

sometimes

powdered stardust

borne on

the cosmic wind

settles

on our world

sometimes

it’s a mass

invasion

of tiny aliens

hanging

from parachutes

sometimes

a blizzard of

asteroids

in your headlights

threatens

your spacecraft

sometimes

wordless wed 11/28/18

–photo by me

True Colors

I know it is said

That roses are red

And violets are blue–

But neither is true.

 

The colors we see

Are only reflected;

Those that the flowers

So promptly rejected,

And those they absorb

Cannot be detected.

 

It is said, too, I know

That our true colors show

And people see through–

But neither is true.

haiku 50

in golden sunlight

the snow burns with flaxen flames

vestiges of fall

 

–photo by me

limerick 3

a mink had a drink with a skunk

and the skunk got the mink really drunk

for the mink didn’t think

that the skunk had a stink

but the skunk knew his stink really stunk

sheet (tanka)

winter’s icy breath

paints the lake pure white above

and pitch black below

the two realms, like life and death,

only a thin sheet apart

 

–photo by me

wordless wed 11/21/18

–photo by me

Giving Thanks

Just a short poem

For our soldiers now living

Too far from home

To be here for Thanksgiving

We know your heart aches

For we feel it too

Your empty chair makes

It so sad without you

To use a cliche

Freedom comes with a price

So we thank you this day

For your great sacrifice

 

Limerick 2

Our fictional President Pooh

Got his tan from a bottle, it’s true,

But he rubbed too much in,

And it gave his old skin

A tomato-stained tupperware hue.