Haiku Queen
Saturday, 26 March 2016
Metaphysics
Beyond a shadow
Light, life, divine evidence
Open eyes to see
Gastronomy
Gaston's palate
Is delighted with a mix
Of greens and bleu cheese
Wednesday, 23 March 2016
As she boards the train
He whispers, “Sayonara,
If it must be so”
Petting Zoo
Kids of all ages
Watch the daily goat stampede,
Kicking up their heels
The rhododendrons
With their rosy-scented blooms
Cause me to pause and inhale
Saturday, 19 March 2016
Fanciful peacock
Display your brilliant colours
Eyes are upon you
Foreign Culture
Japanese girls
Commonly sneeze in this way:
Hai - ku
Cherry blossoms drift
From the canopy of pink
I dream in haiku
Zinnia
You winnia my vote
with your colourful petals
and amazing designs
The Haiku Queen
Most honourable of nicknames
One can be dubbed
Consisely, that’s me
Wednesday, 16 March 2016
Cherry blossoms begin
Lawn-mowers and sunbathers
Get revved up for spring
Closer Than a Brother
The disciple leaned
On Christ's bosom, heard His heart
Knew that he was loved
Irregular fit
Cinderella's glass slipper
His ring on my hand
Crackerjack
As a child
I had the skill to find good
In all packages
Sunday, 6 March 2016
Evanescent
The world
And its desires
These too shall pass
Saturday, 5 March 2016
Seclusion
By myself in the woods
Dozens of daffodils greet me
I'm never alone
Satisfaction is
Napping on a sun-soaked couch
With my purring cat
Zephyr
God of the west wind
Gently blow your breeze my way
My sails await your breath
Fuelled with passion,
My pen races across the page
Zealously I write
Cloud-coloured painting
Displayed on blue parchment sky
God's hand print, impressed
Jewelled cloak arise
Reveal morning's glory
Silk lavender scarf
Wednesday, 2 March 2016
Like a golden scribe,
Dawn inscribes the lining of
The clouds. Proud, she beams
Liquid Days Photo
A Murder of Crows
Overhead they fly
Gathering in the treetop
Their black brains plotting
A galaxy
Of dust particles swirl
In the spotlight's beam
Noisy Ferry Ride
Squawks of playing kids
Loud Chinese conversations
My husband snores
At 52
Feeling blessed today
For the hand that I've been dealt
The wild cards, too
Dinner Theatre?
A lesser famous
Opera of Puccini-
Barca Zucchine
We bought biscotti
And Melba toast at the deli
Now zwieback for more
Don't quarrel, palm leaf
With the zyzzyva weevil
They always have the last word
With maturity and boldness
You approach my lips
My sweet, Zinfandel
Baby zebras are
Absolutely adorable
In living colour
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