Cemetery (Acrostic)


Chalk like headstones cast long

Even shadows across my feet as the sun

Moves toward dusk.

Eerie sounds seem to follow me as I walk

Toward the mausoleum.

Entering  into the crypt, a cold chill

Reminds me that I am not alone. These

Yearly trips pay homage to my death long ago.


Pages In Time (Senryu)


Solo journey ends
Whole hearted declarations
Bells ring joyously.

Tiny entities
Curious enthusiasts
Squealing and Running.

Traditions are formed
Celebrated near and far
Togetherness always.

Empty dining room
Echoes of holidays past
Quietly tears fall