Adrift in the clouds
What are you moon, cheese or stone?
Glowing talisman
In response to patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #241: Stone and The Thesaurus Game Challenge: Meander
Category Archives: Haiku
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Neowise
In the soft early hours of the whippoorwill
The gleam of Earth’s temporary guest
Winds through our solar system
Its furtive tail rising above the tree tops
Hazy at first but growing more luminous by the minute
A race against the very sun that gives it measure
Your awe inspiring journey to places only imagined
Now the making of a magical morning for this earthling
And as you fade into the dayspring I bid farewell
-See you again in 6800 years
Ball of dust and ice
Hurtling through space and time
Another comet tale
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #239: Winding and the Thesaurus Game Challenge: Clandestinely
Peripatetic
History
Native displacement
Genocidal history
Written in blood
Transitions
Life’s transitions
Freedom from this mortal world
Tears role down my face
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #236: Freedom and #237: Transition
Winds of Change
Seeds of love scattered
Blown by winds of emotion
Clouds of teargas
All we have
Is a few short minutes
To be sons and daughters
Fathers and mothers
Friends and lovers
There is no color
No race
No nation
Only humanity
Let us help each other
To live our best lives
In peace and compassion
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #235: Rant!
Truth is Black and White
I can’t breath
The presence of mind
To set the world on fire
Nothing left to lose
White
House afire
Hot with hate
Washed in vainglorious jactitation
Privilege
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #234: Presence
Super Flower Moon
Night blooming jasmine
Unfurls delicate petals
Waking to the moon
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #230: Moon
Isolation
On a balmy spring night
Where the gravid pink moon
Pregnant with summer anticipation
Lumbers toward full
While upon the darkly fen
A sign language of love
Flickers in the misty umbra
“I am here”
Sign language of love
In isolated umbra
Fireflies flicker
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #227: Quarantine
