Summer Moments - Haiku

 How may I love you?

 How will we dance summer’s tune?

 Blissfully open

How will I hold you? 

How will the trees hold their leaves?

Gracefully tender

Why look in my eyes?

Why look for God in the rain?

Loving is found there

What do lovers feel?

What have trees shared with the earth?

Will we ever know? 

Spirit Moment - A Cinquain

                         Spirit

              Yours, Mine

   Lighting, Shining, Believing

  Remember, seek deep  inside

                         Soul

Love Calling Moment - A Cinquain

                                                 Love calls
                                      Near the ocean’s surf
                                  Under forest’s dense shade
                               Atop a mountain in the breeze
                                                Love smiles

Whisper of Love Moments - Haiku

My red is passion,
Bamboo grows near, by the reeds,
Hollow filled by you.

If I am Phoenix,
Lotus Flower blooms each day,
You are my Dragon

Your tender touches
Underneath Orion's shield
Dreams of loving you

Remember the night

Clouds part for July’s Full Moon

We bathe in her light

Poetry Moment

Poetry is a necessity
It helps us make
That leap of faith
We need to see the truth

Poetry is a necessity
We do not need
To understand it
To gaze in wonder

Poetry is a necessity
It lifts us
It pulls us
It takes us on a wild ride

Not understanding poetry
Is a beautiful thing
It turns our eyes
Towards the beloved

Not understanding poetry
Is what our hearts
Ache for
What they deserve

Not understanding poetry
Is better than
Understanding most
Anything else

Villanelle Moment

Villanelle Moment

Awaiting, the moment of desire
We long for sweet kisses so near
Anticipation, my heart is afire

Knowing, not needing to enquire
We approach without any fear
Awaiting, the moment of desire

Connecting, we dare to aspire
We see that our passion is clear
Anticipation, my heart is afire

Traveling, this path may require
We embrace all that is dear
Awaiting, the moment of desire

Feeling, we must then conspire
We thrill when first we hear
Anticipation, my heart is afire

Wanting, what next will transpire
We reach to see it appear
Awaiting, the moment of desire
Anticipation, my heart is afire