He concluded his poem To a chorus of angels ringing his ears Today all was good with the world. (c) Poetry from The ManShed. 10/8/19
Category: Poetry
Haiku
Midnight bell chimed Bedroom door creaked eerily There was no one there (c)Poetry From The ManShed 05/08/19
Vinyl virtuoso.
He is an audiophile, a gatherer of solid gold sounds A lover of all things vinyl Enjoys also the hiss of a cassette tape Still owns a walkman Bluetooth and Spotify are alien words to him Does he want to grow up Be dominated by Alexa and Siri Never. (c) Poetry From TheManShed 04/08/19
Haiku
Within these few words Hesitating a moment He’ll write a Haiku Poetry from TheManShed 03/08/19
Petrichor.
The smell of earth after rain Lingers awhile, leaves its own stain He is someone who loves the rain Who finds peace of mind in rainy days Otherwise in certain quarters He is referred to as a pluviophile. (c)Poetry from The ManShed 03/08/19
Haiku
Tenderly it falls The softness of heavens tears Drops, dropping, dropping Poetry from The ManShed 02/08/19
Why fret?
Last night, the darkness found him worried At break of dawn he wondered why. Poetry from TheManShed. 02/08/19
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