Using a non traditional 3/5/3 instead of the usual 5/7/5 format. More restrictive and challenging in English

This is a variant on the Lune - 9 words/11 syllables to communicate transition from night to day cold to warmth with utter minimalism.

Haikus are supposed to be self explanatory by virtue of their simplicity n clarity - hence they transcend titles. I'm not there yet so I cheated n added a few more syllables!!!

This is a Lune devised by poet Robert Kelly. You are restricted to 13 syllables 5/3/5 in his attempt to tighten the Haiku format in English

Apocalypse Now? Seems the party's of God on all sides are too miserable with life in the present and would rather bring about some Stone Age prophecy with 21 century weapons!

Humanism or Tribalism...we must make a choice before we chuck a stone or start up our Caterpillars!!

My first post to Hello Poetry!

Man - a glorified chimp on steroids after 200,000 years of evolution is none the wiser than his simian cousin on the plains of Africa. Yes we can build rockets with the 1% genetic delta but we can also blow up all life on earth.

This started off as a re-edit of a previous poem to put myself in a more positive mindset. I am truly fatigued from the grieving and want to come UNSTUCK. I know that words matter - they move armies and people and hearts and minds - and they can move states of minds too! I hope I am able to help myself thanks to the support of all of you - I am still stunned each day that life is so different now. I am an ADULT in every sense of the word - there is no safety net now! I must accept the reality and move forward gently

Finally mustered up the courage to visit the grave and place some flowers. Enough said. :((

Sometimes in trying to be candid and vulnerable we share too much with the wrong ppl and then not enough wth the right ones.

One of my fav quotes! For those of you who're into surfing you know it's all about conquering your inner fears when surfs up!!! Hahaha

Life hangs by the thinnest of threads and relationships by the most brittle tendrils of trust. The most I can ask of myself is resilience

Giving is receiving

I hope somehow through the “ether” she reads this so she knows what transpired during her last few hellish weeks. It was a new set of spiraling circumstances everyday and I truly did the best I could do to keep her alive, and when that seemed futile her comfort was paramount. And when her comfort was compromised, my god....my god....my god... that’s why I write this to you mom - in the hope that you understand. I so desperately wish I could have talked to you just once about this all. You stared at me penetratingly but not a word slipped through - I only saw you wince in pain. Lord alone knows how much you endured, how much you suffered - at the end - it is NOT about me but about YOU! I hope as a son - no matter what, I did right by you.

It seems at times the muses play me for the fool that I am. I wish I wouldn't be so naive and open but I am compelled to be me!

Trying to move on but finding it ever so difficult. I took him more seriously than he ever took me. Dialing down emotions is not mechanical or rational! : )

The poem feels almost asyncopated and I chose my diction carefully to slow the pace down and make it almost choppy ..to reflect a disharmony of man's actions from his professed religious and lofty ideals. I left my rhyming notations to reflect the difficult pattern this poem required. a/b/a/a/b/c/b/c/b ...I'm really gravitating to short form poetry more n more. Your critique is always solicited to improve the craft! Thank you!

I'll take poetry over prose any day of the week!!!

My ex wanted desperately to get back together again for some bizarre reason! It brought back very mixed emotions but I'm glad I cut cleanly!

Back after a looong hiatus:))

Some friends transcend family and are better than medication and therapists combined! I'm lucky to have a couple of great souls in my life.