When she has her own
Oasis and it’s not you,
what are you good for?
Tag Archives: CyranoWriter
Zen of Garden Handwatering: Haiku
The Zen of garden
hand watering only works
when you remember.
Forget Not Mama: Haiku
When you forget her
Mama’s dogwood seeds and they
still grow, she’s aware.
OR
be aware
OR
be alert.
Wildflower Rest: Haiku
When you have at last /
planted all of your gifted
wildflowers, you rest.
Ephemeral Gone Quickly: Haiku
I learned a new word,
but it quickly disappeared.
It’s ephemeral.
Go To Hell Church Alternative
My neighbor told me
to go to hell. I think I’ll
go to church instead
Forest Bathe Without Yoga Mats: Haiku
Setting: I saw a photo of a forest bathing group. Everyone was using yoga mats. That confused me, so I wrote this:
As you forest bathe,/
touch earth. Feel dew, dirt and life/
on your hands, feet. Live.
Why Old Folks Don’t Need A Curfew: Rhyming Lament
My curfew used to be
at 10.
Now I can’t even
make it ’til then.
Mean Tweets Missed: Rhyming Haiku
Oh, for some mean tweets/
that insulted all the weak;/
cheap gas! Food to eat!
Mocking Nature’s Guy: Free Verse
“The people shall mock me,
and laugh me to scorn” I said,
“for I am older
but don’t necessarily
have the wisdom others do.”
When God keeps giving you* messages,
even posting them on your giant TV screen,
as well as embedding
them deep in your heart,
maybe you should listen.
OR
substitute “me”, “my”, and “I” for “you” and “your”