A quiet moment receiving this gift lighting a rose scented candle in remembrance the breeze that fanned the tiny flame The warmth let me know you are still here still warm from that short flickered fire of tears
He wandered Sauntered like a chameleon Well suited for any situation In and out, up and down He cooked, he hooked, he booked he took his empty soul and poured what was left out
Taking Chance on a spring breakup walk Knows the ground ever alert For moose nibbling a too early spruce stalk
breakup is when the Alaskan earth breaks free of it's winter bonds. my first attempt at a Haiku, be nice. Chance is our dog we were his last.That's it, i can't mess with this 1st attempt at a Haiku anymore. maybe I am not a haiku guy.But they are cool to read
I didn't have much money, I think you knew that you said "chili dogs and beer, walk the pier?" some say thats a cheap date I called it a game changer twenty seven years later, after we got it all made our go to still chill dogs, beer, and sunsets at the pier
Cool lone winter howl haunting power Echoes off frozen ground, and frost bit limbs The wind lifts her chilling scream for all the others to hear fear me, I come
under an umbrella yet no rain to shield nor sun to block it’s just there out of place in space blocking views of above of you never cared for umbrellas kind of depressing
wolves shed tears, howling moonlight cries, echoing fireplace writing, reflecting old flames in my heart, rekindling memories, drifting old feelings deep, thawing when I too howled tears, crying at the moonlight, sobbing