Early showers

The plan was to sleep in this morning. My last Saturday before returning to school. I know I could use the rest before school starts back up but that’s not going to happen. Of course waking up early gives me a little quiet time to reflect on the day, and listen to the rain outside. I do enjoy a good morning rain. Plus my lawn could use it.

Awoke to the rain,
beating hard on the windows.
alarm clock pointless,
droplets of music playing,
nature’s morning wakeup song.

Awaken by my thoughts….

Sometimes you just can’t sleep, and tonight is one of those nights.  Seems like a good time for writing some poetry.  If I can empty some of the thoughts in my head then maybe I’ll get some rest…

small quiet cafe
the smell of fresh brewed coffee
stimulates my thoughts
and awakes the world in me
trying to escape my mind

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sleepless night again
still haunted by the voices
disturbing my peace
echoing within my soul
I long for sleep’s sweet escape

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the night is quiet
something eerie is out there
hiding in the dark

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gently the moon sits
like a pearl in the night sky
soothing is its glow

Tanka and Haiku

I recently read another blogger’s writings and was impressed with their poetic abilities.  I also took note of the various forms of poetry they created.  Many of which I was unfamiliar with, which isn’t odd considering I have only worked in a couple of forms.  So I am making an effort to expand into other forms of poetry.  The first one below is my rough attempt at a Tanka, and the second one is another Haiku.

Lost deep in my thoughts,
In search of inspiration,
I pick up my pen,
And transfer the images,
To the paper before me.

Always she loved me.
I weep and place the flowers.
Rest in peace mother.