Category: Poetry

Shadows (Haiku)

Slither down mountains caressing scree slopes and firs wraiths chased by the sun Copyright Michael J Donnelly 2016

Luckily Though, Dogs and Hogs Can Be Trained

“Do not give dogs what is holy, and do not throw your pearls before pigs, lest they trample them underfoot and turn to attack you.” Matthew 7:6 English Standard Version (ESV) Do not give what is holy to the dogs, Do not cast your pearls before filthy swine, Because there are those who live like the hogs; Fully adamant that such life is fine. … Read More Luckily Though, Dogs and Hogs Can Be Trained

My Spirit Will Be Near My Dear

Should fate be harsh and come too soon, And fell me like a tall oak hewn, Take heart and do not waste much tear; My spirit will be near my dear. I pray that you would find relief, That you would not dwell long with grief, Instead grasp faith and do not fear; My spirit will be near my dear. My plea to God … Read More My Spirit Will Be Near My Dear

Smeared Ink and Thoughts of Love

I found a note once in a parking lot, plain white, rain-soaked, dropped accidentally I guess, with just two words, “My Love.” Maybe it was the shortest love letter ever or the author was at a loss for words, who knows but I do understand that sometimes, love is not about words but more so about action like; starved eyes glancing across a room … Read More Smeared Ink and Thoughts of Love

Recall Our Love As Summer In The Shade

I beg these memories in time not fade Rusted and crisp as the leaves of late fall; Recall our love as summer in the shade. Your skin was cool as the finest of jade Till our lips met and I held you in thrall, I beg these memories in time not fade. I am glad our hearts not easily swayed Held tight to weather … Read More Recall Our Love As Summer In The Shade

When The Northern Finches Dance In Bare Trees

There is a foreboding scent in the air, Calico flora contrasts the gray sky, Autumn paints scenery with adept flare, Winter’s a stalking cat lingering nigh. Arctic winds will soon blow with cruel force, Stripping all trees and the bushes near bare And the remnants of leaves, brittle and coarse, Will be picked by doting moms from kid’s hair. Skeletal birches and aspens will … Read More When The Northern Finches Dance In Bare Trees

When Autumn’s Somber Shadow Grows (Kyrielle Sonnet)

When autumn’s somber shadow grows, Cross desiccated leaves, it knows The tilting of the earth has wrought; Sun parallels horizon taut. When vestiges of summer fade, When festive harvest plans are m… Source: When Autumn’s Somber Shadow Grows (Kyrielle Sonnet)

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When Autumn’s Somber Shadow Grows (Kyrielle Sonnet)

When autumn’s somber shadow grows, Cross desiccated leaves, it knows The tilting of the earth has wrought; Sun parallels horizon taut. When vestiges of summer fade, When festive harvest plans are made, When souls crouch near a hearth that’s hot; Sun parallels horizon taut. When tantalizing baked smells waft, When thresholds battle fall’s cold draft, When house pets claim their cozy spot; Sun parallels … Read More When Autumn’s Somber Shadow Grows (Kyrielle Sonnet)

Yonder Comes a Storm, Can You Feel It’s Rage?

Blustery hot air from politicians, Could be the real cause of global warming As minds give thought to sad premonitions, People are restless, there’s a storm forming! Hard work and sweat’s not respected you see If you have much, you must be a miser, So say the socialists with their lame plea Who are convinced their ways are much wiser! Power hungry elitists want … Read More Yonder Comes a Storm, Can You Feel It’s Rage?

The Great Baleful Moon Battle

In a mountain meadow centuries ago, Lycans and vampires gathered for a fierce fight, A dark conflict took place under full moon’s glow, To determine just which race would rule the night. Winged vampires circled with their talons full bear, Tension was so thick you could cut it with blade As countless hulking beasts snarled into cold air, Both sides signaled fury as they … Read More The Great Baleful Moon Battle

The Sorcerer’s Screaming Adulteress Wife

In a graveyard surrounded by high stone wall, Stood a hulking and dark very old oak tree, With branches reaching up near fifty feet tall, In moonlight it appears to offer a plea. On breezy fall nights its fallen leaves swirl round, In vortices that dance over all the graves, When winds gust with force there is a howling sound, That echoes amongst headstones … Read More The Sorcerer’s Screaming Adulteress Wife

In Magical Realms of Dragons and Knights

Amongst white heather the knight stood his ground As the black onyx dragon reared its head, The creature inhaled with a whirlwind sound And glared at the knight with its eyes blood red! With dawn at his back the knight drew his sword, The steel it did gleam in the morning light, With loud cry he yelled, “For Kingdom and Lord!” And thus began … Read More In Magical Realms of Dragons and Knights