swallowed by dusk–
shadows at the horizon
of loquacious trees
in conjugal bond-
the heavens kiss the land
even the sun blushes
For Carpe Diem # 491.
a goodbye would be when I fall off the sky,
into the arms of genteel earth, to embrace
the two tomorrows, of existing no more,
putrefy my furtive flesh, black bones into
the granular sand, returning to the birth,
that watered the roots of the world tree,
of which I came out to be a red raw fruit,
sheathed by the leaves, that shielded it
from sly storms, but every cold seeps in,
to their unaware natures, applying layers
of first frost, ingraining icicles within, and
as this youngling falls off before maturation,
the seeds do not burst, when it splits open
into a chamber of plain platitude of emptiness
For dVerse Poetics, where the prompt is to write about trees.
some skeletal trees
the shade less caricatures
whiteness of the streets
cold air blowing in fractions
an image stolen from past…
* For Monday Poetry Prompt # 17.
sweeping the porch
bright prints of raindrops
followed by splashes
a silent bright noon
swept across the verandah-
moving shades of trees
*Written for Carpe Diem Special # 47. The first haiku is written by Jane Reichhold and the second one is my inspired creation.
running the centuries down
locked in rock
distant from the world
obscured by cavernous trees
a stream flowing by
* The first haiku is written by the author Jane Reichhold. And the second one is my inspired creation. Written for Carpe Diem Special # 46.