Posts Tagged ‘light’

I Wish The Gardens Were Open: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

November 19, 2014

Out of the garden, inspired blossoms glowThough the gardens are/
closed, inspiration and light/
still blossoms and glows.
OR
Though the gardens are/
closed, the inspiration and/
the light still blossoms.

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She Lives Dark: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

November 15, 2014

She flees from the light./
She hates it when it is too bright/
So how can she see?

She’s Looking For A Bright Man: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

August 21, 2014

It’s a good thing that/
she doesn’t see me when my/
light’s not shining bright.

Local Black Hole: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

March 7, 2014

She takes light and joy/
and sucks them into darkness,/
like some huge black hole.
OR
She takes my joy light/
and sucks it into darkness,/
like some huge black hole.

We Like Light Late Autumn Fires: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

November 1, 2013

I started our fire./
There was no smoke or backdraft./
Just light, warmth and dreams.

My Learning, Her Loss: Revolutionary IMproVerse Haiku

October 5, 2013

In her silence and/
distance, I can’t share my new/
inspiration’s light.

Time Passes, Seasons Change: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

May 23, 2013

Full moon light shines through a Utah lilac tree in bloom, May, 2013Lilac-scented full
moon’s light. I’ll have to make them/
both mean something else.
Or
I absorb the full
moon’s lilac-scented light and
know things grow and change.

Light Changes Flirts: Romantic ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

April 4, 2013

Flirting that’s alright/
On moonlit nights loses its/
clout when the sun’s out.

Lunar Phases: Romantic Improv Free Verse Poetry

February 14, 2013

Crescent moon touches the light on the top of the Utah Statae Capitol dome, Feb. 2013. Lunar phasesThere are times we’ve shared
the face of the full moon,
The brightness of the three quarter and half moons,
the smile of the crescent moon.

Each moon phases shines
With greater or lesser light,
reminding me of the joy
I find in you.

Sometimes, though, the lunar light
goes out,
and the moon is completely
dark.

Yet, if I look hard enough,
long enough,
intently enough
into the dark, starry night sky,
I can still find its rugged surface,
glowing faintly.

Though it is shadowed,
veiled,
and hidden,
even the darkened moon
reminds me of you.

I just need to wait,
again,
for its light
to break through.