Haiku?

Fuzzy green edges

Lush Laurel, Fern, Poplar, Pine

The photograph calls.

Bathroom Poetry, for MeghanDev

Farts

F-Flatulence;

A-abhorred

R-rank

T-telltale

S-smell.

Sorry.  You asked.  This is what came to me......

Starting Up, Anew

Okay. So I started another blog. I don't know what came over me except that I wanted a place to put down my thoughts, in poetry. I like writing poetry but I feel its a bit self serving for me to insert my stuff into my SOS blog. Not that I have tons of readers but I hate to subject them to my schmaltz. This way if anyone finds this blog and decides to proceed, it's by their own choice.
I'm going to leave this blog here, unannounced and unadvertised, and just use it as a place to put my stuff. If someone sees it, so be it. If not, then oh well.
If you are reading this I warn you to proceed with caution. I know not what I'm doing. As the commercial says, I decided to......."Just Do It".

Fullness of Time

My life is like a journey.
I know not were it leads.
My head is full of questions,
My heart's so full it bleeds.

Some say, with age comes wisdom.
I'm sure it must be grand,
To be so wise and sure.
Hope I arrive as planned.

I-You

Have you ever had....

The feeling that all is well, a knowing deep inside,

The sense of peace the comes from a forest, an ocean,
a baby’s face,

The sweet tug of tears when music pierces your heart,

The deep contentment of a fire on a hushed
and snowy winter’s night,

Togetherness at a table well laid,

Laughing and laughing and laughing?

Lie back in the arms of well-being,
and surrender.

Make joy your game, and love your prayer.

All is well, all is well.