“Past”
Accepting the past
is not the same as being
bound to its burdens.
Steve D
Accepting the past
is not the same as being
bound to its burdens.
Steve D
Is your connection
to your ancestors defined
only by your name?
I completely forgot to announce the NaNo 2017 edition of Haiku Sunday! Just as I’ve done for NaNo 2015 and NaNo 2016, my weekly haiku throughout this November will be based on themes from my NaNo project, The Warden of Everfeld: Legacy. Continue reading “Haiku Sunday NaNo 2017 Edition – Name”
Passing songs around
like melodious vignettes
of our cosmic dreams.
Steve D
Would orchard branches
tangle if not groomed, in rows?
Somehow, I think not.
Steve D
Grit and moisture cling,
“Dead leaves on the dirty ground, “
A chill tingles skin.
This song does not particularly remind me of autumn. I just liked that the line fit in seven syllables.
Steve D
Eyes droop, yawns abound,
and breath eases to a sigh.
It’s nearly bedtime.
Steve D
Hesitant footfalls.
Fog descends to veil the way.
Will you continue?
Steve D
Fiery sunburst
drives off midnight sky and sea;
brass-stained horizon.
Steve D