A KIng Is Born

Hi All,

Another poem for the season--enjoy.

Bells ring,
crippling the silence,
of once quiet pastures.

Harps sound,
wrapped snuggly amongst the feathers,
of hallowed heavenly beings.

Tunics gathered,
amongst the woollen beings,
staffs grasped as first steps are made,
on a new holy pilgrimage.

Christmas Haiku

Hi everyone,

I hope everyone is enjoying the festive season.  Here is a poem to hopefully add some joy to your day.

Tinsel and baubles,
lay waste on the lounge room floor.
Not children--Kittens.

Till we meet again, have a good one.

JR.

Merry Christmas

Hi Everyone

While I still have the chance, I want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

May it be a time of much laughter, overall great fun, and a time full of blessings.

May God bless you all at this time.

Hidden Treasure

Hi Everyone,

Here is a poem entitled Hidden Treasures.  I hope you like it.

Hidden treasures,
big and little,
surrounds each soul.
that walks within this world.

Hidden treasures,
captivate the mind,
of all who seek,
who walk within this world.

Hidden treasures,
discovered by those,
diligent in their quest,
who walk upon the Earth.

Hidden treasures,
found in all,
who pulse with life,
and walk upon the Earth.

Meatballs

Hi Everyone,

I hope that this finds you well.

Here is my poem for the day:

Meatballs

Red flesh: bright and juicy,
clothed in lemon, mint,
and sacred thyme.
Combine in passion.
A saucy embrace.
A sweat inducing dance exists,
until a nirvana of delight is reached.

:)

So there it is.  I hope you enjoyed it.

Till we meet again, I hope you all have a great day.

Birds On a Mission

Hi All,

Here is another poem that I found.  I hope you like it.

Birds On a Mission

Birds arc skyward.
True precision; with goal.
The Target:   Chips.
Crispy. Crunchy. Vinegary.
Consumed beak-ward mid-air.

Till we meet again - Live life to the full.  You only get one shot.

Summer # 2

Hi All,

I hope everyone is well out in cyber-land.  I know I am.  The weather is great and I am getting a bit done.  So I cannot complain.

So while doing a bit of a clean out I came across this poem, that I have decided to share with you.  I hope you like it.

Crimson, vermillion, indigo sky,
lays waste atop the granite mounds.
Sand and sky becomes one,
beneath the Summer canopy.

Till we meet again, have a great one.