Haiku #47

Invading army,
staking claim to fresh new lands,
time to spread weed kill.

Innocent Love

Tender eyes upon a tender life.
How precious the innocent,
when love is the motivator,
without thought of self.
If only we were to imitate,
however fleeting it should be,
a moment of love in innocence,
oh, how our world would change

written for bluebell books poetry slam

Haiku #46

I hear your laughter,
my heart reaches out to you,
your joy warms my soul.

My Wasteland

I am in my own nightmare
a desolate wasteland of my own making
hope is waning
and my mind betrays
as my thoughts are misled
confusion reigns
once my path was clear
now it is hidden
sorrow of neglected years
time laughs
there is no going back
forward into blackness
I stumble
the past haunts
and I seek escape
but my mind is weary
by body drained
rest for a moment
I may not get back up
so easy to quit
but I will not
for light shall breach the dark
I will see again
and forge a new path
into a future unknown
dry my tears
and stand tall
if but for a moment
hope glimmers
yet it is enough
to press forward
but what of tomorrow
when all seems lost once again
I cannot think of the next day
for it is all I can do today
to stand tall
in this desolate wasteland
a nightmare of my own making.

Haiku #45

Scales of the eyes fall,
clear sight, path redirected,
new journey ahead.

Haiku #43

What really is love?
Puffed up talk and nothing more,
or words with action?

Haiku #42

A delicate touch,
brush of feathers on your skin,
in my arms you melt.

Haiku #41

Family and friends,
my strength in the storm of life,
without I'm nothing.

Haiku #40

Rowdy they may be,
so full of snot and questions,
Ah, but kids are great!

Haiku #39

My heart’s melody,
whispered softly in your ear,
by your side always.

Haiku #38

No tranquility,

refuge of the mind is lost,

chaos has crept in.

Haiku #37

Standing at cliff's edge,
freedom comes with one last step.
Like a bird I fly.

Haiku #36

The fire within,
desire burning my thoughts,
longing for your touch.

Haiku #35

Light splits the darkness,
as the roaring beast draws near.

But does it bring rain?

haiku #34

Haiku #33

Life has pressed him down,
Silently the reaper waits,
his next soul comes soon.

Haiku #32

The pendulum swings,
emotions flash from love to hate,
and now i'm alone.

Haiku #31

Soft lips pressed firmly,
imagination runs wild,
as one flesh we bond.

Haiku #30

Time has come and gone,
once spent there is no refund.
Was your purchase wise?

Haiku #29

Memories return,
hushed echoes of a love lost.
Once more the heart weeps.