A poem inspired by the picture.

This is a poem about dreams and how disjointed and nonsensical they can be.

Inspired by the feelings of being motherless from a character in East of Eden.

This poem was written as a tribute to the beautiful Willow Trees that grow all over my town. I love them dearly and find them fascinating and beautiful.
Every word in the poem begins with the letter “w”.
I dreamt the first two lines, then woke up and wrote the rest.

Just a sad love story.

A collection of Haiku on Rain.

The Weeping Willow Tree Has always been my favorite tree. The spirit of this beautiful tree calls out to me.

A poem about the strength in our hearts and our ability to get through the trials in our lives with the help of God.

Joining up the rogues
undoing eternal values:
present doldrums

A frequent pilgrim
at Thy shrine:
sacred haiku poet

Pining love
piercing heart:
vigor is born

Saint chosen
to rule the land-
golden age.

Needing a nap doesn’t always come to a person in the ideal spot. Sometimes you are in the woods, on the street corner, or even in/by a swamp. Be careful of where you sit or lay down to take a nap.