Head all the way back One last glimpse of grey daylight Before starting work.
Category: Half Marathon Poem
Drinking and driving – phantom #8
Every day someone looses someone dear to their heart, Mother’s loose children, Children loose parents everyday, This is a hard fact to accept, it often tears us apart, To many lives are not lost but taken, I hate to say. Mother’s loose children, Children…
9
we live in glass buildings or so we try to appear getting naked for the public not so much physically but baring our souls out on facebook and blogs on tv shows and advice columns painting our lives in the colours we choose but what…
Goodbyes and Other Words (half marathon #9)
I’ve never liked goodbyes. They are not a forever sentence Nor are they a guarantee of a final meeting, But they do hold those possibilities. The entire word is about possibilities. We say goodbye because Life is short Life is unpredictable Life can eliminate things…
Poem 8
Boat of empty Love Sailing the boat of friendship, Never thought of that stored bricks. Collected to make the love wall, Which never thought would ever fall. The stored bricks were not strong, As they left unburned. Those were collected for love wall, Lost…
Hand in hand, we walked. The silence between interrupted by the shuffle and crunch of leaves. The icy waters threatened their power with rushes and white caps. The peaks ahead displayed their strength. Surrounded by nature, we were but two in the whole vastness. Small,…
Poem 9: Discussing Freedom
If you stretch your neck, Looking up and up and up, You can just see the shell of sky That cracks and dribbles Against wall and window. Gray skies, pale and vulnerable Against the sun, Tremble, a child’s wobbling jaw Before the watery flood. We…
Run wild with me..!!
In journeys, I know.. I can run away, I can leave all and go. Run, until there is no more running.. Only some searching and a lot of finding. Running to… Towards a home.. When in the greens of the meadows And the light of…
Hour 6… Where did the time go? Haibun
Haibun…Murasaki Carnation Purple Temporal color and form Pantone petals bright. First time smelling your sweet breath or is it the baby’s that you hold so dear? Your presence signals that all will be well, gracing my home when all is in order. You are a…
Frequency
heart centered life is a frequency one can tune into bliss