Reverent silence
Holy in its sanctity
Still meditation
Reverent silence
Holy in its sanctity
Still meditation
A long day draws nigh
The moon melts away worries
Magic in the stars……..
Stone smoothed by the years
Layers of regret cast off
Sharp corners rounded.
Sun strands streak the sky
Promise flip flop days to come
Warm my starving soul
Treasures on my lawn
Uncovered by the snow melt
Mostly garbage though.
Reading and writing
Forever entwined; tangled ~
Lovely labyrinth.
This is my first offering for April–the month of poets. A poem a day is like a vitamin a day – life enhancing.
This haiku is dedicated to an old friend of mine whom I shared many a cup of tea and secrets~
A cup of steamed tea ~
Warmth laced with old memories
Of shared confidences.
Delving into depths
Of despair; befriending angst ~
Shake off the devil.
Yesterday’s remnants
Torn, bedraggled, and tattered
Create today’s quilt.
Reality bites
Piquantly nibbles and gnaws
Making life pungent ~
Piquant and pungent: flavour, taste, slightly tart or bitter with an edge to it, refreshingly interesting, stimulating or provocative(Encarta Dictionary)