larkspur child lacking guile
breezy whims and summer smile
let us hop forward in single file
and play away the many miles
Tag: traveling
Open Doors
Where the winding road leads
will be our merry way.
Across the hills and valleys,
we musn’t longer stay.
Although the sun sets slowly
night will soon arrive.
So let us go farther
and greet another sky.
But if you get homesick,
take my hand in yours.
For when we shut one door,
another one is ours.
New Year’s Reflections
A road that continues on
one day no more special than the other
but only thoughtfulness that keeps us still
and lets us peer over the distance
we have traveled
The Traveler
Hands in my pockets
I do not envy the moon
her lonesome path
although I fail to see
any but my own:
footprints in the snow
Lessons from a Game of Chance
Tired of mood maintenance
I take a roll of the dice which tells me to:
Question
Smile
Explore
To live as children live
certain that each day brings a new joy
certain that life is meant for discovery
Waiting to Cross
Patience abides on a sidewalk for a moment,
while redolent magnolia scents anticipate
another winding amble on summer-slicked avenues.
Bon Voyage to a Hotair Balloon
larkspur hyacinths
congregate
pump erose kerchiefs
while the standing girl’s
red umbrella
sedates:
hinomaru
RED GLADIOLA 