WellTree Poetry

Haiku

WellTree

 

A WellTree bears fruit

When fed by living water

And rooted in truth

 

 

Sock Meets Truck, a Haiku

 

Sock upon the wind

No foot, no shoe, no friend

Then, you, dressed in red

Instrumental Instruments

 

Guitars on a wall
Markers instrumental in
Telling our story

 

 

“#” is Two Syllables, a Haiku

Like Father, like son
Tiny fingers on the keys
Dad’s of Instagram

 

 

Personal Excavation

 

Creativity
A rediscovery of 
Who I’m made to be

 

Suitable Substitute

 

Slow motion snowfall 
A January beauty
Filling in for spring

 

 

State of the State

 

Christmas is over
You’re drunk, Wisconsin. Go home.
Enough is enough

 

 

Awake, Before You

 

You are someone else
In the rising rays of sun
We will meet again

 

 

Acer Saccharinum

 

Leafless, reaching high
Waiting for returning sun
Always looking up 

 

 

Winter Break

 

Bright and sunny day
Lifting sad, frozen spirits
Winter oasis

 

 

Latitude & Longitude

 

The place where we met

A tiny spark ignited

Now an endless flame

Allergy Season

 

Cottonwoods in bloom

Floating, dancing little seeds

So many sneezes

 

 

I Never Heard them Popping ‘Til There Was You

 

The breeze is blowing

The sun shines on the pine cones

And they pop like corn

 

 

About a “Friend”

 

Grumpy Mama Bird
Surrounded by snow and ice
Abandoned by spring

 

 

Precious Moments

 

Flash photography 
In the dark room as you sleep 
Paparazzi Mom

 

 

Shadow Play

 

Detached garage light
Detecting motion at night
Contrast in the snow 

True Friend, A Haiku

I see heaviness
Upon your once green branches
I’ll help bear the load

Other Styles

Geode

Faith is believing that

inside the stone

Though it's not been exposed

A geode has grown

And cracking it open is

The only way to know

But then it is broken

And can no longer grow

Ghost of a Memory

I used to see them

Or - at least I think I did

An active imagination

Perhaps.

They aren't spooky

Not all of them

But in the deep, dark black of night

A shadow

Or a light

A familiar face

No longer alive

A chill or a hand

Heavy on your back

A comfort

Perhaps.

An active imagination

I used to see them

Or - I think I did

ALL Dogs Go to Heaven

Abandoned

Rescued

Adopted

A new family

A new vet

A new bed

But I've "been damaged"

I'm broken but not house-broken

 

Abandoned

Rescued

Adopted

Another new family

Another new vet

Another new bed

But I "don't listen"

I can't trust and "can't be trusted"

Abandoned

No rescue

No adoption

Another new vet

Because I "crossed a line"

I'm fearful and I'm feared

No abandonment

No rescue

No adoption

Water Bot

I wish I was free flowing

A river

But I'm not

I'm mechanical, programmable

If only I could pour out my emotions

A spigot

But I can't

I have motion but not emotion

I wish that I could soak it all

A swim

But I won't

I'm not created to be saturated

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