A short poem
Category: poetry
Haiku II
wind chimes in the soul our own laughter echoes there soul chimes in the wind.
A Thousand Voices
Penned July 4th, 2020, while standing between two sets of sounds: the booms of fireworks in one direction, and the shouts of protests in the other.
Haiku I
It happens upon Yet it will never be found Wind on Summer days
Now is Never the Distraction
The cost of each thing is the thing itself. And so you must lose your life to find it.
The Final Page
The final page is running thing now. There's only room for a line or two…
What Now Remains
What remains to enrich the soul, when all these good things come to pass…?
Sharpen Your Soul 