Fanciful Afternoon
Image downloaded free from Gde-fon.com. On the rain-slicked streets I skidded on concrete and magic. Wings blossomed from my back, to steady myself. I looked forward for your eyes.
Category: Poetry
Water from a dam
I am currently taking a class in poetry at Open University, How Writers Write Poetry I’ll be posting the favorite of my exercises on here. This week is sketching, 1-4 line poems. Water thrown down from the dam, to Unseen depths, Splashes up further down the river.
Come to the Water
To look upon the quiet pool by moonlightWill never tell what lies within. How leaf drifted down from tree,The pulses of the steady breeze,Tsunami as the earth quakes far away. Come into the water and feelLife in waves. Mysteries are revealedAs we descendAnd rise again. One day we will know why,The trials, the reason, the […]
Haunted Life
In the ghostly silence Of a day that longs to come, I find Myself contemplating The wonder of it all. Speak to me Of friendly memories, Of welcome ghosts. Are you listening? Are you here? I am Comforted by (After the shock of) Believing. You are here.
untitled, May 11, 2014
still remembering, lost in the wish to be somewhere else, someone else, as all oceans are one the stars, the moon, the sun, but forgiveness is not offered, not accepted, driftwood caught on the edge of enlightenment
Anne Higa 