Poetry Journal Entries

The King Fisher – (Haiku)

The red breasted King
A fish in his beak, he flies
Ripples on the lake


The Lighthouse, She Grieves – (Villanelle)

A candle in the night,
Don’t worry, she is watching!
A darkness-splitting light.

Slim, white tower perched upright,
My gaze does span, searching!
A candle in the night.

Guidance of grounded might,
A beacon that is signaling!
A darkness-splitting light.

On misty nights the light does fight
To find our eyes; relieving!
A candle in the night.

But one night there is no sight,
Oh! How she must be grieving.
A darkness-splitting light.

Darkness still, the second night
Now I know she’s finding
Her candle in the night,
Her darkness-splitting light.


The Stars, They Are His Too – (Sonnet)

It trickles down the streams of time to rest
Upon the eyes of children looking up
The light of burning fires, a cradling nest
The origin of Life and of His cup
An understanding weakened by mere men
Restricted to the inroads of the mind
For He exists within a closed-off den
The fence to keep the unknown from mankind
But like the Good and Evil coexist
Like light does trickle down to bathe us so
He watches over us as sparkling mist
Night skies are dotted with a speckled glow
His presence covers all, not just the blue
And once we leave our Earth we’ll know it true


Of Dualism – (Free Verse)

Of dualism
Manifests
Love enduring
Without rest.
Like seeds would grow to blossom true
Until Time does rear its head
To pick apart the wilting petals.
Fear in a smile’s stead!


The Storm – (Haiku)

Howling and windswept
Trees swaying violently
A wrathful typhoon


Cycle of Meat Farm – (Word Cinquain)
Pigs
Round, generous
Rolling, eating, squealing
Slice them and devour
Food


Ubiquitous Summer – (Haiku)

Beating, hitting heat
Summer noon with Sun perched high
Fades to cool breeze blue


The Metal Man Meets His Father – (Villanelle)

Running hard on heavy feet
Turning, jumping, thrashing
It is him you meet

Deceive you did he? Cheat!
You marvelous, marvelous thing
Running hard on heavy feet

You were told you were elite
Different, evolving
It is him you meet

You will never ever be replete
You are but man's thing!
Running hard on heavy feet

Nuts and bolts and joints so neat
A metal body you are heaving
It is him you meet

Caught; he has you beat!
Who should you be blaming?
Running hard on heavy feet
It is him you meet!


My Den; Protecting - (aba cdc ee ff – quadrametre)

I yield to light and wind and rain
Natural force, it sways me so
The elements I can't contain
But broken hearts are faults of men
And women too; the Human Flaw
Lock myself in a loveless den!
Like prison might protect a man
From enemies outside, it can
I'll protect myself forever
My heart's without any tether


Faux Faces – (Word Cinquain)

Smiles
Wear, fix
Widening, loving, lying
They invite but also
Deceive