“Wind / Fu”
Air does not settle.
Always moving, it surrounds
and envelops all.
Steve D
Tag: poem
Haiku Sunday – Overcast
“Overcast”
Stitch your clouds across
the sky, a billowing quilt
of heavenly down.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Afternoon
“Afternoon”
Golden light dapples
through leaves green and brown, like a
patchwork canopy.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Meta
“Meta”
At times I wonder
if my haikus will one day
be read as proverbs.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Fire / Ka
“Fire / Ka”
The flame flickers on,
ever dancing, reaching, yearning
to conquer the dark.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Focus
“Focus”
To have real focus
is really just the absence
of good distractions.
Steve D
Shakespearean Sonnet – (Secret) Love – SD
“Secret Love”
Obsidian hair tinged with red, like Blood Moon’s night,
Sways with every step of your bulldog swagger.
Sandstone-quarry eyes betray your pretty smile,
Refusing to let the faces see your fractures. Continue reading “Shakespearean Sonnet – (Secret) Love – SD”
Haiku Sunday – Interruption
“Interruption”
An annoying thing
Is to be interrupted
By your own train of-
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Frozen
“Frozen”
Fog creeps into sight
Dragging my mind down, frozen-
Will I wake again?
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Handwriting
I just had a nice late-Christmas weekend with Future Wife’s family, and they do a White Elephant-style gift exchange most years. This year, however, we did an anonymous gift exchange. Each participant was assigned to buy an anonymous gift for someone else. The gifter then had to provide clues for the giftee to guess who gave them the gift.
I was assigned to purchase a gift for Future Wife’s cousin, who I also happen to be fairly close with. He knows I’m a writer, so the poem itself was the clue… he recognized immediately that I was the most likely person to write an actual haiku as a clue. I guess I’m not as wily as I thought. Either that, or people are actually starting to recognize me as a writer. Anyway, he loved his gift!
Steve D
