Rolling Stone

A stone rolls along;In the river’s gentle flow;It’s a long journey.Many obstacles;Bumps and bruises to be sure;Stuck and then set free.As flow turns rapid;The stone’s progress evident;Destination known.Other precious stones;Resting on the riverbed;Tranquil trickle touch. Prompted by https://ronovanwrites.com/2023/04/24/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-459-river-and-rolls/

Mysterious Trees

What mystery lies beneath the palm frond;and, in the gnarly branches of the tree?I look upon them with expectation;as surely a secret will reveal itself.For the emotion stirred by a simple glimpse,must have deep significance.Can I capture it in a photograph?It appears not.I must just accept the mystery for what it is;relishing my connection withContinue reading “Mysterious Trees”

Strange

You think I’m strange?Look at you; Obsessing each day;About all that you do.My life’s simple;I go with the flow;My instincts tell me,All I need to know.Give it a try;Just soak up some sun,Wait, what’s all that?Chair, towel and lotion!A cooler of food;Drinks and snacks;A speaker and phone;That’s how you relax?Okay, you do you;We’ll bask byContinue reading “Strange”