I wish I was different
But if I received my wish
I would wish myself back again
So maybe I should use myself
As a starting point
Category poetry
Night Sounds
Crickets chirp below
As a plane crosses the clouds
Purring as it goes
A Moment
Is this really happening?
Could this moment really be true?
Your scent excites me
I want to be with you
No More
The spark between us
Flickered and grew
My obsession with you
Knew no bounds
Until that time you left
With my heart
Still firmly in your hands
Teddy Bear Haiku
(I)
A little girl reads
Worn out teddy bear is facing my direction
(II)
A little girl reads
Abandoned teddy bears lie strewn on the cold floor
Morning Light
Rays of light stream through the
Window, awakening me from the
Comfort of the dream world, my
Chest tightens at the realization
Of a new day and being alive, I
Allow the birds to sing their song
As I encourage myself to breathe
Creation
A creation is born
With every word that is written
For every song composed
For each scene painted
A miracle occurs
Nature’s Beauty
The night shines beauty
Onto the most elegant
Of nature’s free gifts
Spinning
Our Planet
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Interplanet Janet.”
Our planet is perfect
It is made for us
The weather is warm
But not too hot
The people are friendly
And not too cold
We dream at night and
Live each day
In choosing a planet
I’d choose to stay
