“Hold”
Tides ebb, the wheel turns,
sand grains wash out and return.
Hold fast the taut line.
Steve D
Tag: poem
Haiku Sunday – Shimmer
“Shimmer”
Flakes of gilded foil
crust undulating black sheets,
yellow moonlit waves.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Motivate
“Motivate”
Flicker rekindled,
searching for a direction.
Candle in the dark.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Strain
“Strain”
Over-exertion,
stretched too much, or not enough,
forced, much needed rest.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Aged
“Aged”
Harsh edges mellowed,
absorbed, rounded in wood grain,
with lingering burn.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Signal
“Signal”
A beacon is lit,
or a silent gesture made,
a hand reaching out.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – List
“List”
Seasonal to-do’s,
ever-changing home-making,
improve step-by-step.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Air
“Air”
Dive to the bottom,
uncover secret darkness,
come up for a breath.
Haiku Sunday – Greet
“Greet”
Unofficial greetings,
in impromptu playground games,
with hopes for new friends.
Steve D
Haiku Wednesday – Inject
“Inject”
Newness injection,
fresh ideas and faces,
for stimulation.
Steve D
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