one poem every day

the haiku man

Month: August, 2017

night turns into day/

the invisible, now seen/

trees now, not monsters


another blank page/

morning, coffee, ample hope/

may the waters ebb

clouds in summer sky/

green trees on a white canvas/

one bird, boundless, free

outside this window/

purple fruit on a green tree/

sun on high branches

a moment of night/

in the middle of the day/

moon blots out the sun

listen to counsel/

be open to instruction/

you may become wise

Friday, mid August/

grey clouds struggling with the sun/

dark wrestles with light

remember one thing/

men are men are men are men/

live life color blind

choose your words with care/

what you say can spark action/

for better or worse

these days demand guts/

be love in the face of hate/

be an oasis