Though often unwanted yet inevitable
Few men would ever prefer to live their lives...
Sakura descend,
On lantern waters they ease...
Our green friends ( Concrete poetry)
Tall tree...
Thunder roars and lightning flashes,
Lighting up the evening Sky's...
Young oak, standing there,
with your fragile branches...
Wind rustling through eternity's acres
In a pastel land of green and shade...
Through the verdant trails, I climb
To this mountain rock sublime...
Spring rains renewing,
washing away winter's grime...
Pretty night she strolls the lonely sky
cuddling stars her perpetual shiny friends...
Lingering anticipation escapes from my vulnerable...
Building up the impatience that crawls within me...
Twilight Masterpiece
When midnight blue is deep, beneath starlit...
A Buckeye Autumn
the sun shines during the day...