#daily poems on Hello Poetry

disillusioned dilettante Jun 2020

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The blind old dog keeps watch
On those same porch steps
- Lucky squirrels scurry past

#haiku #daily #dog

disillusioned dilettante Jun 2020

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Cow grazing
Matter-of-factly
- unapologetic existence

#haiku #daily

disillusioned dilettante Jun 2020

The turtle

The turtle wades
In water blistered by the storm
- Bathes politely, still

#haiku #daily

disillusioned dilettante Jun 2020

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lonely morning tea
sorrow in the sachet's sigh
as the clock turns three

#haiku #daily

disillusioned dilettante Jun 2020

A Hound's Inhalation

Wet nose twitching
Against summer air
Interpreting the breeze

In her eyes
A profound understanding

Of June

#dog #daily #short #poem #summer

disillusioned dilettante Jun 2020

Untitled

Skies darken, bellow
Thunder or gunshots?
I can never tell these days

#haiku #daily

Lyn-Purcell Jun 2020

Change

So sensitive skinned
Passions keep me from world's lies
My heart unscripted

I made a promise to myself that on my 25th birthday, Ill be making changes to myself, slowly but surely. Ive often hated myself for being so 'sensitive', I thought if I killed that part of me, Ill be happy. Now Ill be kinder to myself and embrace it as an asset, not a flaw. I will finally be tackling some old fears and demons. Its my very passion, my own fire that keeps me warm from the chaos of the world around me and the relationships of wonderful friends and family that keep me sane and grounded.
I want to be as real as I can and present the best version of myself everytime too.
As I said, Im working on new collection which I hope will be posted soon. Still got alot to research, haha! But I will be going back to continuing some collections here!
Stay safe and well everyone!
Much love,
Lyn 💜

#haiku #daily #sensitive #heart #passion #fuel #determined #skin #worldly #chaos

Claudius May 2020

Day 80

I started working again-
Suddenly I have to remember how to talk to people again.
Do I say "hello" first or do I introduce myself without a greeting?
I need to learn to smile with my eyes instead of my mouth because the mask covers it all night.
So many people are out and I can't help but wonder if those three months were for nothing.
Day 80 and everyone seems to act like they've forgotten what we were all fighting for.

I started a new job and it's the first time I've had to interact with people other than my roommate.

#covid #pandemic #daily #count #conflicted

Christopher Westra May 2020

Daily Growth (Prosperity Poem 77)

My vine bends low with purple grapes
A bountiful harvest so fine
Clusters so large - flavor so sweet
Stems from daily growth divine

An ancient wall stands high and long
With stones added one by one
Erected not in rush or haste
But with daily growth was done

The canyons deep, rugged and steep
Carved by rivers - rapid or slow
Their rugged walls truly attest
To the strength of the daily flow

I look about, and glean this truth
From the things I hear and see
Listen close - I’ll share it with you
Daily growth is prosperity

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This poem started with the concept of "consistency", but not a lot rhymes with that, so it just wasn't working out. I've always been amazed at how much can be accomplished by taking consistent action each day.

When I look around my garden I see this truth also. I never see my peaches or grapes or tomatoes grow in one day - because each day's growth is so small. But over a season, this amounts to hundreds and hundreds of pounds of bountiful fruit for my family!

Faith in Daily Growth allows me to take on projects that are many years long - knowing that the consistent building will add up to monumental results.

#prosperity #growth #daily #westra #wealth #canyons #clusters #prosper #poems