“Hunter”
Through the trees stalking,
guided by silver light, the
hunter thanks the moon.
Last night was the Hunter’s Moon, the second full moon of autumn, big and silvery-white in a chilly midnight sky.
Steve D
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Haiku Sunday – Mist
“Mist”
A fine sheen coats the
windshield like dripping silver,
boosting my car’s worth.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Honeymoon
“Honeymoon”
The secret to a
memorable honeymoon
is being present.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Wedding
“Wedding”
A simple vow and
exchange of rings is all it
takes to make Mom cry.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Forever
“Forever”
What if Forever
never meant eternal — just
Beyond Reckoning.
Steve D
Misplaced Missive #44: Lift
So this is totally not what I had scheduled for today, but with all the reflection and sadness of yesterday it felt wrong to post something melancholy and brooding. Thus: this kinda tentatively hopeful poem.
Grasp my hand
And lift me up
To your heavens
So I can be closer
To the closest path
To perfection Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #44: Lift”
Haiku Sunday – Never Forget
“Never Forget”
Anniversary-
the solemn day when those lost
plead: Forget Us Not.
Steve D
The Challenge Call: New Schizophrenic Summers
Yesterday I posted a poem entitled Emergence to our Schizophrenic summers category, which has been a graveyard filled with the remnants of submissions past for over a month now. Yes, Jessie and I became bored with the format — monthly poetry themes that we would arduously and obligingly toil over to submit, usually days after the end of the month (or sometimes not at all). And we have had precious few submissions from others (ahem! fellow poets).
But we cannot reasonably expect others to submit to a monthly theme that we barely participate in ourselves. It was time for a change. And I believe we have found an appropriate and much more invigorating use for this space. Continue reading “The Challenge Call: New Schizophrenic Summers”
Free Verse – Emergence – SD
“Emergence”
Waves caress with sighs,
infinite breaths of life unseen.
Another universe waits below,
unknown,
undetected by meager tools. Continue reading “Free Verse – Emergence – SD”
Haiku Sunday – Lightning
“Lightning”
To ride the lightning
is begging Thor to laugh as
you are thunderstruck.
Steve D
