I am the air the wind the freedom You cannot hold me contain me predict me You are the earth steadying, supporting they’d say grounding firmly on your feet I have bits of earth in me. Resonating with yours Just as my breath rekindles bits…

Oh how my inner being shakes, Like how the earth trembles in earthquakes. Inside me beating so loud and fast Are unsaid thoughts I cannot cast. My feelings sweep me like a gale, And I am moved deep within. But forceful wind did not let…

Each feeling its power The knew that they could win alone For nothing surpassed the need for a solid foundation Earth was proud to be the support of all creation But when is as stagnant, cold, or thirst for life The absence of everyone only…

Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire, fueling all that we desire. And yet that base is often attacked. Yes, based on history, but more myth than fact. The world dangles not on elemental ire- As science has shown whenever we enquire. Yet still, this spell asks…

Soft canopy shades, Moon’s glory crept across the Lake with time to spare.   Floating Lue August 13, 2016

Splashing, whirling, tinkling, dancing The brook traveled through trees and cliffs, telling stories of mountains full of gruff bears and gentle deer. It giggled and chirruped to the passing branches about evergreens wearing coats of white and masking dens of stoats. It shouted and reveled…

Note: I read on the link provided that micro-haibuns limit the prose section to 20-180 words. I wrote what I thought was enough for the poem and it’s exactly 20, so I guess it’s enough! And forgive the formatting, I think it looks better this…

Poem SIX has been removed and now appears on chocolate is a verb, 27 August 2016.

rain drops falling onto the glass sliding downards slowly and fast catching up with the others forming patterns and lines a race to reach the bottom of the window and still you say there is nothing to watch