Springtime cumulus Towering high above- Will the earth be quenched?
Tag: poetry
Light in the Window
Light in the Window - a Haiku by Gregg Hake Light in the window: Calling the wanderers home To sit by the fire.
Leaning into Truth
Leaning into Truth - A Haiku by Gregg Hake Leaning into truth I turn my back on darkness- Peace be in my days.
By My Side
By My Side - A Haiku by Gregg Hake Young boys growing up Taller than I remember- Standing by my side.
Everyman
Everyman by Gregg Hake Everyman is born into innocence, His life an open book lain at his feet. No man is born in sin or insolence, Yet all are weighed upon the mercy seat.
Catch-22
In Spite of War by Angela Morgan In spite of war, in spite of death, In spite of all man's sufferings, Something within me laughs and sings And I must praise with all my breath. In spite of war, in spite of hate Lilacs are blooming at my gate, Tulips are tripping down the path …
A Father to his Son
A Father to His Son by Carl Sandburg A father sees his son nearing manhood. What shall he tell that son? "Life is hard; be steel; be a rock." And this might stand him for the storms and serve him for humdrum monotony and guide him among sudden betrayals and tighten him for slack moments. …
My heart is at rest
I spent a wonderful evening with my brother's family and couldn't help but think of William Blake's poem, Nurse's Song, as the children chased one another far into the evening light. If you haven't read it before, you're in for a treat: When the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is …
Profound Repose
Perched atop the azure sky With wings outstretched to lift me high Above the cares and daily strife - I think upon my blessed life. Of friends and loves of times gone by They came to mind I know not why Perhaps they're spirits in the air Who talk with me when I'm up there …
Sun for Joy
A massive thunderstorm passed through on Saturday evening and despite the winds and heavy rains, we were spared any damage. My heart goes out to those in Oklahoma who were not so fortunate... Sun for Joy by Gregg Hake Thunder roars magnificently in the heavens above, Mighty, aged oaks Rocking in the furious wind, Moaning …
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