Caught in the gray. A haiku and senryu garland

Caught in the gray. A haiku and senryu garland

my table is yours
this dream grows bigger when shared
the meal is better

Oh winter’s sunrise
you once taught the secrets of warmth
when love held plenty

Cyclical seasons
why won’t life spin as you do
to bring my love back

In the cold between
I cling to your phantom warmth
within our gray scarf

Oh winter’s sunset
replay our intimate times
thaw my loneliness

Linger in the gray
where transcient souls are moulded

I’m on a haiku spree. I hope you enjoy these next ones that I wrote on twitter yesterday.

Hope you enjoy. Don’t forget to follow me if you are on twitter. I have shorter writing I post there.

Blessed day and happy thanksgiving.

Hunting predators #halloween #flashpoetry

Hunting Predators

Hush now me lovey
let the goosebumps flare
feel the creeping chills
master night’s crawlies
Embrace the awakening!

Hush now be savvy
stalk the night prawler
watch the dead-eyed watcher
mimic the hunger that drives
Embrace the secrets of darkness!

Hush now yé glassy lass
ignore the tempting taffy
the suckle of candy-lovin laddies
and the bray for trick or treat
For yé must Avast the wicked hallow!

Hush now be shrewd and ashy
attack them bilgerats snazzy
put bay pon wicked ways
save joy on hallows day!

Hush now
true monsters live amongst us
choose thy costume wise
wear thy thicker skin
and poach the poacher’s rise.


Hope you enjoy this. Eugi’s moonwashed challenge prompted us with the word Stupendous, so I thought I’d have a go with this poem.

may yé be mindful of the real predators on halloween night.

Stay safe, stay loving.

Invisible strings. The bonds we weave #poetry


It begins with a phrase that stirs the mind
eyes twinkle, mischief lingers on smiles
first strings of curiosity
When intrigue bewitches hearts
Instinct blindfolds reason
And puppeteers play
Till you’ve fallen
Dancing tunes
time once

thy soul
with caution
For desire, it
my bonds
to your fear
Connect us with

shake minds
while in hearts
emotions quake
Dams strung to control
For minds and hearts are tamed
but souls are meant to be free
they tag and groan against all strings
for they know what puppet love becomes…
– but a trickle of Waterfalls within


drifters out at sea
one afloat, other drowning
saving you, saves me


Hope you enjoy this. Looking forward to your thoughts.

I was really craving the ascending/descending syllables of an etheree(the two poems in bold). I wrote them with Reena’s #RXC and Sadje’s #whatdoyousee prompts in mind. The two verses in between the etheree are a poetry form called the lanturne, for Colleen’s #tankatuesday. Lastly, is an encore senryu for #Eugisweekly.

Stay safe everyone, Stay loving.