Haiku

Breathless
She held in a gasp Fear so large it ate the air Leaving her breathless
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden9 months ago in Poets
Art is My Meditation
art is a meditation you feel cleaned and anchored well with eyes open wide. Meditation has earned recognition as a mindfulness tool. It does not work for me. But I find spiritual cleansing and deep focusing with my creativity. Art is my meditation.
By Seema Patel9 months ago in Poets
Blue Eyes
glistening blue eyes suck me deep into their depths a quicksand of lust
By Len Sherman9 months ago in Poets
Ripples
A lily pad floats, From the sky water drops, Then a ripple forms.
By Froggy Jones9 months ago in Poets
Reconciliation
Ice crackles, moon wakes I burrow into your shirt Siphon heat from threads * * * Thank you for reading 😊🙏 This one didn’t make it on time for the challenge, but if you’d like to read my challenge entry, it’s called ‘Winter Kisses’.
By Teresa Renton9 months ago in Poets
Ocean Zen
calm open ocean watching undulating waves gives me quiet zen. I am lucky to be living near the Pacific Ocean and to have seen it in many forms. On this day, it was calm and placid, with sunlight shimmering on the waves.
By Seema Patel9 months ago in Poets
Cat
Cat, a feline with whiskers as long as its tail, minus the bouncing.
By Susan Fourtané 9 months ago in Poets
The Sun Still Sets There
Childhood home we have left the place— sun still sets there. I am a very nostalgic person. When I saw a photo of sunset near my childhood home in India, it made me emotional.
By Seema Patel9 months ago in Poets
PERFECTION
holy perfection infinitive infinite by dialectics cut * Inspired by Petar Bosnić Petrus: Thesis-Antithesis-Synthesis-Epithesis dialectics *
By Diana9 months ago in Poets
mid sea island and earths dust dirt diamante
Lava nothing but, deconstruction and destructfuego and fossil.
By Diana9 months ago in Poets
His Girl Haiku
His Girl Haiku I want to be his To kiss his sweet lips each day to watch him sleeping
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Existence predates Essence
Lava would Big BangTruth Power rests in the Line of meta-physics.💣
By Diana9 months ago in Poets