A cute Haiku poem written on a bottle of tea. *_*
Sunlight in my house.. Follows me and fills my rooms.. Like my own children.
Bruce Goldner

Tea and Prose
A cute Haiku poem written on a bottle of tea. *_*
Sunlight in my house.. Follows me and fills my rooms.. Like my own children.
Bruce Goldner
This Christmas let’s just,
Lie in bed with a board of
Charcuterie wreath.
A blazing hot day.
The sun like a fire ball,
Deep blue sky.
Drowsy eyes
Read the same lines
Over and over.
A little red bird
Flew in and sang
Sweet songs of spring.
Long endless road
Rising sun on the horizon
I drive towards it.
Her powdered cheeks
A gush of wind
Caused her to sneeze.
On a bloodied war field
A breeze of sand buries
The deserted bodies.
Silence of the night
Was broken by a
Shrill distant scream.
In her tranquil gaze
Her warm embrace
Lies his eternity.