It's Still Life

Nature is … prone in defiance.The old oaks along the road,swaying like an enchanter’s charm.Rain and wind,a whipped branch in twistsas it rips and falls. Come gnarled lightningthat scars the sky.Be you tempest.Be you triumph.Be you percussion’s chaosdrumming from above. Written for PAD Day 25 (poem-a-day challenge) “Nature”. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and…

If You Were … from deep moss,cushioning twisted roots of wood,or white spring’s burning bloom, or if you wereshadow dimness under oak boughs,thickly thatched in forest homeor night’s roof, if you were …a new memory would daily rush the air. Written for PAD Day 24 (Poem-a-Day Challenge) “If You ( If You ) Some artwork is…

I Want … a poem that feeds itself,and knows how to feed me,that sings a forest’s song,or is the green fray of spring, a poem that …follows a seed’s path through air,that’s a warm, dark placewhere I can hear my thoughts,that knows why I care, a poem that …repeats a memory like a melody,that breaks…

A Haibun Poem that was Supposed to be about a Pneumatic Drill … There’s a village whose name I can never pronounce correctly, so obviously I can’t spell it correctly either, where I stayed for a week and a few days in the Colombian Andes, and I’d wake up early in the morning, long before…

Advice is … my mother telling meto eat an apple a day.so I planted three apple trees. my father telling meto let the wind blow through me.so it does. PAD (Poem-a-Day Challenge) Day21 with Prompt: “Advice”. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Images…