Because California unusually has a few wet moments this winter. Gray clouds, leaves sail farDoors close, salt and pepper shakesBirds nestle snugly -------------------------------------------- Small foggy windowA family piecing puzzlesCandlelight flickers
Time for Change
I haven't written a poem in ages. Last week, I was outside and observed nature change right before my eyes. There's a haiku below. Green leaves turn yellow.Leaves fall and float one by one.Bare by the weekend.
A frown fixed upon my face. I do not speak. If I speak, The demon inside slashes with uncontrolled fury, Words loud like cuts on the wrist. I cannot take them back; I will not take them back. My silence The only thing keeping the peace. Our turmoil is tearing me apart from the inside. … Continue reading Final Breath
Nov. 15, 2020 "What lies behind your shadow?" Anita Dawes is the author of six novels of different genres. She recently rediscovered her love of poetry which can be seen in her publication of Shadows. Interestingly, she prefers to write long-hand. Shadows is the title of her opening poem with the first line reading, "What… Continue reading Review: Shadows
A poem I wrote sent to my Toastmaster club for this week's meeting. Halloween is this week's theme. How Halloween will be celebrated is yet to be seen. Be quick! Be keen! Scare away ghosts with bright light beams. But I will be the nightmare haunting your dreams. On a similar note, I am scheduled… Continue reading 2020 Halloween