What’s so special about a cup of tea? Some hot water, dried tea leaves, and honey Let me just tell you what it means to me. Tea is for all days, cloudy and sunny. It cleanses my palate in…
Tag: poetry
Forget Me Not
I remember, I used to remember Memories play tricks on my aging mind I make plans for April in December Still forget if there’s no one to remind. My lengthy to-do list I cannot find Now I write with…
My Memoir- A Sonnet
I think I should write my memoir soon. Before I forget all that has gone by. Some bits I will shout, others I will croon. In my final moments, I dare not lie. Where do I begin, how much…
Lonely Grief
Lonely Grief I try to see what life has planned for me. Is crying in grief and sorrow my bane. I lost my parents, poor old orphaned me. I know for sure my loss is heaven’s gain. A child…
INCOMPLETE ME
Now that you are gone I seek search to no avail The place I call home Memories are real How else could I see you both Whenever I like. Gone but not too far By my side in a…
HOPE FOR THE BEST
Let’s catch up on our reading and writing. Let’s not lose hope while we sit here waiting. Surely there’s no reason to fret and fume. And no cause to play the organ of doom. Shun negativity, embrace…
Fifty-Plus Grey Haired Pixie
My Night wear is angry at the wear and tear I recall when it was worn solely at night But since March, it’s only night wear all the time The clothes I wore to go out lie out of…
A SILENT WRITER
HAIKU: ON WRITING OR BEING UNABLE TO WRITE Deserted by words Empty blank pages mock her A silent writer. It has been a while Inkless and helpless,my pen Cries to be picked up. I know many tales Joys, cheers,…
Void Thoughts and Reflections
Today’s post is very special. I am in conversation with the prolific blogger and author, Vinitha Dileep. Her bio is as interesting as her musings. Let’s say hello to her and get to know her a bit more. We are…
THE LAUGHING HAIKU #WednesdayVerses
HAIKU on LAUGHTER We sweat in summers Lie shivering in the cold Seasons laugh at us Why do you cry so? Who took away your sparkle? Laughter questions me Why do clowns dress up? Painted faces, red noses…
Emotional Eating #Poetry
Haiku Food’s her savior Soothes her pain and anxiety Nonjudgmental friend Starved for affection The pantry satiates her Her own oasis She loves life, not food When loved ones push her away Food welcomes her home Their…