Haiku, Limerick, Poetry and Tanka
NO SUN
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
Source:gothdolly ? ? The moonlight shines on us all. It has made the sun’s face fall. It takes over the day from now on. No more heat from its favorite sun. Oasis will exist in the dark. It’s scary in this deserted park. I must get home before it’s too…
GOODNIGHT MOON
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
Source:chapadissima ? ? All is pitch black Until the moon finds us, Hidden on this branch. It hits us with its spotlight, Blind us with its glow, Reveals us to the night. All we want is darkness, Respite from the sun, Sleep for the weary. Goodnight moon. ?
WHITE COTTON BALLS IN THE SKY
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
Source:carpetbones ? From inside my dark room, I watch the clouds drift by. Puffy, white cotton balls dotting the blue sky. Dare I leave my safe haven and venture outside? I’ll wait until tomorrow as they float on by. ?
Dreaming
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
I dreamed you last night. You were the heart that listened to my fears, Comforting the pain with tea and tissues And attentive ears. You were there with me as I faced them, Slaying them one by one, with logic and laughter, And a belief in me…
THE TREE
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
? ? THE TREE The tree appears dark and looming. It could use some proper grooming. I want to take a walk between its legs, Growing tall from the ground like giant pegs. By its rules, we must strictly abide. Imagine the secrets it must hide. Come walk with me…
A HOUSE OF SURPRISES
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
Source:poisoned–blood ? A HOUSE OF SURPRISES On a dare, I came here. Into a deserted house, I go. I can’t see if there’s friend or foe. Windows too dirty to see through the casement. I’m taking the creaky steps to the basement. Three empty coffins are in the light. My…
THE PARTY
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
Source:billionaires-road ? ? A luxury yacht sails the ocean. Aboard are many guests, Dressed in jewels and ball gowns. Champagne flows freely. Music fills the night air. Bodies fall into the water, Some are swimming, And some are not. Blood trickles into the water, Covered by the moon’s shadow. Cries…
brew ah ah
Originally posted on Annette Rochelle Aben:
Simple glass of tea Allows escape from the day Leaves me daydreaming ©2018 Annette Rochelle Aben
A DREAM
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
Source:weheartit.com ? Water in waves of blue and green. Nothing can be so clear and clean. Sunshine beating down on my head. I have made the soft sand my bed. Palm trees fan the warm ocean air. I can feel the breeze in my hair. A place like this must exist.…
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