the final bow – a poem

the final bow

the great hall grows cold,

no cheers or laughter abound,

for the fallen lead


My poem for this week’s Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge.


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the deep embrace – a poem

the deep embrace

with one cold shudder

life falls into the abyss,

never to return

 


My poem for this week’s Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge.


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morn’s first kiss – a poem

morn’s first kiss

 

caressed by dawn’s light

petals’ tips awash with dew

pearl white blossoms sing

 


My poem for this week’s Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge.


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Untitled 3 – a poem

Dwindle in anger and
you will find much happiness,
in ripples of love
there will be ups and the downs,
with each mountain and valley.

 

 

Amnesia Man

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TO SOAR – a poem

I miss the beauty while in the pain.

I forget the truth while fighting the lies.

I lose confidence while filthy in self-pity.

I

I

I

jailed in the mind-itching madness of insanity

the heart atrophies one beat at a time.

for the lack of…

what

of

of one touch

one touch

is that it

is that all it takes

all it takes for the heart to burst

from my chest and to soar

to soar across the lands

to soar across seas

to soar

to

to soar to… sweet… whispers

to… healing

or is it to soar to beat faster

and faster

and faster…

with each touch of lips and fingertips

is that mending

or is that sweet beauty

is that sweet pain

sweet insanity

sweet madness

the madness of a love so strong it defies the world

defines what love is what love has never been

oh that day

that day is going down in the works of historians

is going down in the songs of mankind

is going down

and all the pain, the tragedy,

the endless seconds passing in a hell of denial

will be soothed and released by the whispers

of…

by…

 

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