black clouds rolled in
they were piled so high
and soon the rain poured
from the waterfall sky
the storm hit us hard
but it quickly went by
–photos by me
Tag: poetry
haiku 103
harmless, homeless hordes
of dandelion squatters
trespass the mown lawn
–photo by me
black like me
when my granddaughter milli
painted her doll’s face black
we all yelled at her for it;
now, after thinking about it
she’s the only black child
in our entire community
now i understand
dammit
now i understand
–photo by me
snow (shadorma)
you came to
help us celebrate
christmas and
the new year;
now, you’re that drunk at the bar
who needs to go home
Mismatch
I was
Bewitched
By her
Mismatched
Eyes
One blue
One green
But when
I spoke
Of poetry
A distant
Look came
Over them
Enchanted
As I was
I knew
We could
Never love
Each other
false start
the whistle blew
and our entire
gym class was off,
charging down
the football field
like a stampeding
herd of buffalo
the pounding footsteps
thundered in our ears,
the earth turned
under our feet–
we all knew how
important this first
race against
our peers was
it was a sorting;
something that could
set a pattern, a template
for all time
nobody wanted to be
that kid that came
in last that day
so we ran for our lives
yet, if I knew then
what I know now
I would’ve walked
more time
the hands of time stood deathly still
the winds had ceased to blow
and silence settled on the land
like softly falling snow
it seemed an ancient prophecy
at last had come about
for all things stood the way they were
the day that time ran out
and everyone regretted
the life they’d left behind
they knew they’d do much better–
if they only had more time
(archives)
–photo/art by me
stick girl
she walks by
every morning
on her little
stick legs
she’s a waif
of a girl
with no shadow
i want to scoop
her up in my
strong daddy
arms and give
her food and
whatever else
she needs
i want to help
her with
whatever
made her do
this to herself
i cry every
time she
walks by
i think
i love
the little
stick girl
tanka 2/21/21
i only knew of
warm days by the cool waters–
and then winter came
yet winter soon taught me that
happiness comes from within
–photo by me
dozing dream
i fell asleep
and flew above–
the moon was peace
the sun was love
and venus, light,
her eye wide ope
the earth was life
and mars was hope
and beyond mars
’twas so sublime
with twinkling stars
and wrinkling time,
at last i fell
back down to earth–
a dream to tell
for what it’s worth
–photo by aaron
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