The poets praise his godly looks
The merchants, his largesse
Politickers, his love for books
He looks to me a mess.
Category: Short Poems
9/21/2022 – the new beginning
Ash in the air
From a fire burning
Many miles past the horizon
Falls in my vision
Dust of the world
I can smell the ending
But so too can I sense
The new beginning
9/20/2022 – a haiku
Just walk beside me
Here at the seasons’ turning
Let me hold to you
9/19/2022 – trappings old
With gladness did I wake today
Amidst these trappings old
9/17/2022 – not yet uncovered
Walk with me
In places new
Where we might find
Truths not yet uncovered
By anyone else
Who might walk
There
9/16/2022 – bereft of light
A starlit forest glowing bright
Beneath the heavens’ gaze
Soothes quick my heart, bereft of light
Until I saw its rays
9/15/2022 – a haiku
I can smell a change
A turning writ on the wind
I turn, and follow
9/14/2022 – a thousand, waiting patiently
The autumn breeze
Cools my skin
Opens my nostrils
Carries with it
The songs of a thousand beings
That wait patiently
For what comes
9/13/2022
It is with solemn gladness that
I walk into the fog
And wonder at what lies beyond
What myst’ries I might see
9/12/2022 – a haiku
Let us settle in
And listen to the crickets
Chirping in the night
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