Shifting Sands

The sands of time Ever shifting Layers of useless silt Piled in mounds Coating reality Strong storms brew Ferocious dust clouds swirl Envelop in debilitating disorientation Time . . . passes Stubborn sands settle anew A few grains lost to the wind, perhaps Unwavering truth poking through W3 Prompt #164: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Sheila,Continue reading “Shifting Sands”

Gathering

Summer gatherings A seaside congregation Familiar strangers Flocking together Differences set aside Summer breezes shared A medley of feet Dash across the scalding sand Splashing summer sea A variety of terns were gathered together on a South Carolina beach. They reminded me of the hoards of people that congregate together on the beach in summer —Continue reading “Gathering”

Oooh, a Dragonfly!

Rest your wings Oh, dragonfly See them shimmer Like prisms of morning dew Struck by the first rays of sun Winking at the sky Dragonflies are voracious hunters, consuming other insects, including mosquitoes. They can fly forward, backwards and sideways, as well as hover in place. Their wings have sensory neurons that provide instant feedbackContinue reading “Oooh, a Dragonfly!”

Rainbows

Bleak and weary Skies of dull gray A passing storm Excites with booming thunder Thrills with lightning flashes   Tired eyes awaken To vibrant rainbows  Altered version: Bleak and weary Rivulets of dull gray A passing stream Excites with booming timber Thrills with liquid flows Tired falls awaken Creating vibrant rainbows W3 Prompt #163: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week,Continue reading “Rainbows”

A Haibun: I Walk Alone

My best friend used to walk beside me. On day trips to local parks, weekend hikes in the mountains and holiday journeys to foreign lands. Lymphoma ended her life four years ago. Though I now walk alone, I find my mother in the bird that lands in a nearby tree, the butterfly that dances amongContinue reading “A Haibun: I Walk Alone”