haiku 58

winter’s heavy hand

makes the new, young evergreens

bow to their elders

 

–photo by me

withdrawal

what was i thinking

i went back to drinking

and now i lay stinking

at home in my bed

tossing and turning

my stomach is churning

my fever is burning

i wish i was dead

been here for three days

as everyone prays

that i’ll change my ways

i really do too

there’s just nothing worse

than the alcohol curse

and i hope that this verse

is a warning to you

photo of the day

— photo by me

spring fever (tanka)

spring will march again

in a flamboyant parade

couches will empty

we’ll all take on different roles

spring will wake our sleepy souls

limerick 7

be one with your shovel, they said,

and i was, ’til the plow turned my head,

and I thought he’d go ’round

if i just stood my ground,

now i’m one with the snowbank instead

wordless wed 2/20/19

–photo by me

just breathe

i close my eyes

to meditate

and i breathe…

just breathe

 

i’m floating

on a winding

lazy river

in a wooded

valley of

timelessness

 

and i breathe…

just breathe

 

occasionally i

catch a glimpse

of myself up

around a bend

i think to wave

but we both

know there is

peace of mind

to be had here

so we breathe…

just breathe

six word stories — 14

President’s Day Sale: 1 America, used.

wolf (cinquain)

wolf

big, bad

huffing, puffing, blowing

loves pork, hates bricks

interloper

haiku 57

peaceful winter night

constellations of snowflakes

fall on the forest

 

–photo by me