Anthony J Nacke

Anthony J Nacke Jun 2015

Leaves change color
and drop to the ground
I hear a sound.

Silence!

What can it
be?

Trees blowing in
the wind it's that
time again, snow falling
it's Winters calling.

This is a older poem that I would share I hope you like it.

Anthony J Nacke Jun 2015

The Small Rose

The Small Rose blooms in
the Garden. it's smell fills the
nostrils with perfume. it's the
Sunshine. The Butterflies that
gather. Their show of colors that's
God's wonders.

Anthony J. Nacke

This poem isn't finished yet I been slowly adding to this would love someones opinion on it. Thank you.

Anthony J Nacke Jun 2015

Untitled

The Moment was Frozen in time,
it wants to continue, it never ends.
its friends pulling Knives threatening
my livelihood.

They don't hear the tears
falling upon the dry, brittle leafs,
never see the strain on my face.

Anthony J. Nacke

Something I wrote from going through the most worse time in my life I hope you like this.

May 2015

Taigu Ryokan

Too Lazy To Be Ambitious

Too lazy to be ambitious,
I let the world take care of itself.
Ten days' worth of rice in my bag;
a bundle of twigs by the fireplace.
Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment?
Listening to the night rain on my roof,
I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out.

May 2015

Taigu Ryokan

Begging

today's begging is finished; at the crossroads
i wander by the side of hachiman shrine
talking with some children.
last year, a foolish monk;
this year, no change!

Anthony J Nacke May 2015

Untitled

The Clock Whispers to
the air, as if Secrets were
friends, soon to be Lovers
they discover a relationship

Just happened for me while I was writing. I'm taking a class on another site the Basics Of Grammar.

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