Trickle, trickle down the pane
Somber nimbus weeping rain
Potent hypnosis as driblets sweep
Now there’s no need `to tally sheep
.
Fickle, fickle eyelids flutter
Muddy streams rush to the gutter
Scenes fill wells behind closed eyes
As bleak disperse in star-less skies
.
Fluent therapy lulling me
And I drift off to a virtual sea
Soon the thunderous fit subsides
Into unruffled dreams of evening tides
Arioso
Loftier than the wisps of cirrus on high
We’re falling into each other,
No black holes in this sky
Worries vaporise like a meteor
Weightless,
defining who we are
We bear upon the rise and fall
of the ocean wall
Concerted trajectory,
we must remain in orbit
As the crescent floats in respite
Weightless
Two stars in equilibrium,
A metaphysical conundrum
Arioso
I’ve finally mustered the courage to publish these haikus that I’ve written. I hope you will enjoy them. I look forward to your feedback as I continue to explore the various forms of poetry. Blessings to all adorable members of this WordPress Blogosphere who continue to support each other, here. I’m not always available to comment at will but be assured that I do read as many blogs as possible on a daily basis. You’ve all become like family and are even in my prayers now! Much love and hugs to you all 
Verdure is restored
As love potion flows from sky
Tulips pucker up
****
Spring is in fanfare
Birds and trees are out at play
Children pout, indoors
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Rain pummel windows
Spring’s bully assaults the night
Bolts rip bleeding sky
****
Rafting down the stream
Still waters mirror sunlight
Therapy for miles
****
Summer seas invite
Tourists bask in paradise
Natives scoot for shade
****
Seasons come and go
Plants and animals know well
Mankind – still in awe
****
Limbs strip their raiment
Streets lay eager to receive
Winds are scandalous
Arioso
If I could reach into the heavens to anchor the sun
Or go to the poles of the globe, I would run
To paint you a rainbow and sop up the rain
If it meant that I could efface all your pain
.
If I could walk on the ocean or withhold the mist
Or subdue storms and seize the wind in my fist
Then release it again when you can’t find the shade
If it meant that provisions for joy would be made
.
If I could descend into the heart of the earth
And conquer the grave for all the hell that it’s worth
I’d give you forever sealed with a kiss
If it meant that we’d both have perpetual bliss
.
But since I can’t do any of these things, I just wish
That giggles and glee will still brim your dish
When your table is set, you will bask in it all
And I’ll always be here for you when you call
Arioso
Credits to Alice @ mymodernmet.com
An elegant train streaming down the aisle
To meet the spruced gent, waiting eagerly
To taste the flavour of the damsel’s smile
As soon as he unveils the mystery
.
Her beauty hid by the trousseau she wears
Makes brisk heartbeats gaily anticipate
The duets they’ll witness, throughout the years
When twain infuse and both their joys inflate
.
A round of cheers preps the enlivened groom
To swear before the audience with pride
To love her till the day they seal his tomb
As he adorns the finger of his bride
.
She gives a lingering tear-joy response
Then he savours the saccharin at once
Ayasonice
Photo credit: Paul D Robertson
Tranquility in tandem with my thoughts
As I waft into a realm unknown
Where a life convict assumes release
And a plebeian may don a crown
–
Gravity’s hold is feeble there
Flesh and spirit are much the same
A soul gallivants just anywhere
And no one even needs a plane
–
Things that life would never grant
Now a guerdon making views expand
So the undiscerning clearly sees
The Deity crafting life, firsthand
–
That realm in REM will always be
Concocting salve for tear-less eyes
And blistered aching nomads’ feet
Find solace till they greet sunrise
Ayasonice
Credit to Paul D Robertson at redbubble.com
A soul in limbo
Grinding enamel and uprooting locks
Bound in the prism of destiny, misfortune hijack sanity
And the former years elope with mirth
Forsaking the love-child of faithfulness
A quirk in the timeline of her existence
~
A soul in limbo
Writhing as grief gropes the bare posture of change
Will her love remain unfeigned
Amid the air of phoniness and frigid hearts?
She gave all from the vaults of virtue
Yet, nothingness was now all she could embrace
Credit to Paul Robertson
I’m not conceited, nope
Your perception is flawed
My idiosyncrasies stand out
So why won’t you applaud?
~
I’m never opinionated
I’m just always right
So why are you irritated
And seething with spite?
~
I am understanding
You’re just too dull to see
Stop being so demanding
Dare you contend with me?
~
Are you talking to self, dear?
No mom! I’m still on the phone
Shhh, s-s-s-so what? it’s clear
Vanishhh, you woeful lil’ clone!
~
credits to http://www.celebrationofcreativity.com
Heaving, whirling
The soul astir
Oscillating thoughts and broken voice
Shattering as if it were
A porcelain vessel hammered by choice
***
Assaulting, crippling
The battery of silence
Kindling pleas and bloodshot eyes
Fluttering to dispense
A trickle of pain serenading cries
***
Gripping, asphyxiating
The stigma of a last breath
Thieving hearts and tearing holes
Gaping and bereft
A ménage’s pocket robbed of kindred souls
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credit to http://www.buzzle.com
Rapunzel was rescued
From a wretched tower
Snow White was saved
well-nigh the grave
Cindy got lucky
In the midnight hour
Now who’ll deliver me
From this amnion cave?
Supersonic Euphony 