Alex Stoddard New neighbors bought a tiny house Of less than five hundred square feet. I warned them that nothing that small Could all of their needs and wants meet. They chose not to listen to my wisdom, Constructing it with quite a loud hubbub. But, when they finished and needed a bath, They found... Continue Reading →
Cheery Trees in Bloom in Japan from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Cotton candy boughs! Beauty of nature displayed. Spectacular view! Written for Heeding Haiku in Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie. The theme is cherry trees in bloom.
Tulip from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie An open flower. Harbinger of coming spring. My hope is renewed. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille, February 12, 2020, from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: an open flower.
from Shichigoro Shingo I held out a flower to the lady soldier, Aware that she saw me as her enemy. It's rubbish to think that our differences Mean that we must always disagree. But, man hasn't always learned to love Others unlike him, much to my chagrin. Instead, they've let their differences Bring the world... Continue Reading →
Don't follow like sheep. Create your own destiny. No weeping ensues. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #292: sheep and weep. If we follow our dreams, no regrets and no weeping in the end.
Looking at my reflection in the plate glass window, I marvel at the person I have become through diligence. Like the moon shines nightly to light the way, I'm a teacher dispelling the darkness of ignorance. It's a job that one must love to perform each day, For it comes with moments of joy and... Continue Reading →
Reading books each day Fills kids' lives with wondrous charm. There's no harm in it. Written very late for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #291: charm and harm.
We cloth our religion in temples With walls that keep us away From ones we think of as sinners Who don't deserve our time of day. But what if we pulled down walls, Worshiping God in the open air. Then we could love on everyone, And we'd find God with us there. God calls on... Continue Reading →
Grandchildren bring us such joy, As we give them so many toys, We give them free rein, And we don't disdain Their complaints. We enjoy. Written for the Saturday Mix Lucky Dip from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, a poem called a clogyrnach, a Welsh type of poetry. I though I would try it. Clogyrnach Besides being another... Continue Reading →
I think of traveling to exotic places, Where there are soothing streams of water. They can be big cities or small islands, As long as they are beyond our border. A plane streaking through cumulus clouds Brings me such anticipation to be there, To walk the promenades beside the sea, As though I had nary... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 