A moth fluttering
Upon the grass stalks
The rising sunlight
Tag: poem
Exploring Home
I seek out beauty
The glories of Washington
My ancestors speak
Poetry’s PowerÂ
Once I was told
Poetry’s power
Comes from framing
Life so uniquely
That people see
Truths they’re hiding from
Experimenting with using the graphic to separate my prose from the poem. What do you think?
Standing Atop A Mountain: A HaikuÂ
Standing in the wind
Atop a barren mountain
Alone with my dreams
Time to Awaken
Time to awaken
Put my feet upon the floor
Go forth and do things
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Smoke on this Evening Breeze
Hot summer’s evening
The scent of smoke alarming
Nothing to fear, right?
Night Gently CallingÂ
Night gently falling
Slumber’s insistent demands
Speaking to me, too
Once I LISTENED to MusicÂ
​No longer
Do I listen deeply
Pulling apart
Words, lyrics
Melody
Harmony
Trying so hard
To embrace
A song’s
Soul
Walking under the starsÂ
Walking under stars
Tranquillity of evening
Peace filling my soul
Brother’s Keeper
I am my brother’s keeper
Or, at least, so I try
Though difficult
Deeply worthwhile
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 