Art Inspired Haiku — March

Pumpkin on the porch
Welcomes autumn to my home
Soon the leaves will follow
Originally posted on 52 Haiku

Pumpkin on the porch
Welcomes autumn to my home
Soon the leaves will follow
Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Wow, when the muse starts pouring inspiration into you, she really pours it into you. This is the poem that arrived in my mind this morning. The Veils Between Lovers A dance of the seven veils Between me and my lover The first veil is resistance Resistance to what we want Resistance born of past…
Written in 1983. Life is: lessons to be learned dreams to be realized adventures to be experienced. The reason is: getting to know experiencing the new realizing the truth. I want to: learn know experience realize. I want, desire, need to grow.
This poem was written February 8, 1991. A soul tormented filled with desire he cannot fulfill Filled with love he cannot express for in that moment when the teeth pierce the life flow and in a wave of passion pain and fear he destroys that which he love and desires the most To satiate the…
Written in 1983. I see an image made of dust. This is something I cannot trust. But what of broadswords that are thrust? Soon their valor turns to rust.
This poem was written Feb. 8, 1991. At the time I had a crush on one of my co-workers, a compact, handsome Indian man named Sanjay. He had the cutest nose! I wrote quite a few poems while I had that crush, and Sanjay will always have a special place in my heart. Your lips…
Written Feb. 7, 1983. I stay inside the dark and weary castle keep. It is lonely. I know loneliness. She is my friend. Outside is cold. There are many vicious things out there. The many pronged whip that beats on you until you’re a bloody pulp. The razor that slices souls. The knife that creeps…