Category Archives: Poetry

Haiku – Ghosts of Summer

Even in Autumn’s grasp Summer refuses to die Beauty still shines through

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Haiku – Anticipation

*   *   *   * Sun warms upturned face Wind’s soft caress excites skin First kiss holds promise *   *   *   *

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Haiku – Romantic Evening

*   *   *   * Candlelight flickers Music of love plays softly Bodies dance as one *   *   *   *

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Haiku – Winter Approaches

^   ^   ^   ^ Wind whips through the trees Leaves rain down in blizzard style Winter is coming ^   ^   ^   ^

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Haiku – Renewal

*   *   *   * From the ashes burst The phoenix rises anew Spring will come again *   *   *   *

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Haiku – Bärenhaus

last rays of sunlight fall softly across the porch open door beckons *   *   *

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Father

Mostly loved him. Sometimes hated him. Always respected him. I am my father’s daughter, His sense of ethics He instilled in me. We might be at different Points in the spectrum, But each belief’s held strong. One time my mother … Continue reading

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Sunday Storm

Sitting by the window I watch the rain come down Its staccato beat upon the roof Drowns out all other sound A cup of coffee warms my hands I hold it in a loving embrace Its aromatic steam escapes my … Continue reading

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Afternoon Reflections

I quietly sit next to a brook Sunshine penetrates the canopy Rain refreshed water trickles Over rocks with a jaunty tune. Grasses cling to the water’s edge Heads heavy with seeds Bob up and down, in and out Of the … Continue reading

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What Can I Say?

Is there anything more pitiful than a cat chasing it’s own tail? Ginger has done this on more than one occasion.  I think it usually happens when it’s cold and wet outside and she doesn’t go out to hunt.  So … Continue reading

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