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Things Could Be Worst

Magnificent gifts Equals luminosity Of one called the Sun Red rivers run smooth Flowing to mesh with life's pool Gifts reservoirs cool Sclera of twin orbs Posing where the whole world looks Foes surface like crooks Blue veins quiet streams Where the heart is, you have been Though obscure you're clean Blue skies white nimbus Red silent sun simmering I've angered no one. *

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Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther

Date: 12/15/2014 7:55:00 AM

HEY IRIS, YOUR POEM IS GOOD. IF ONLY I COULD WRITE HAIKU TOO.

Iris E. S-Lewis
Date: 12/15/2014 8:58:00 AM

Dear Val, Haiku is about seasons and little creatures of earth, or in general, about nature. When you look at thin slice of moon, or a red ant hurrying somewhere for some reason, when you see variegated four o clock courted by hummingbird, or wind twiddling your wind chimes on verandas; create five, then seven, then five syllabic lines of a haiku as you see fit. God bless, happy holidays.

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty

Date: 12/14/2014 11:38:00 AM

As usual you rock Iris.Merry Christmas.Love. Hugs!...rajat

Iris E. S-Lewis
Date: 12/15/2014 9:01:00 AM

Rajat, Thanks for your kind words. In a minute I shall savor slices of your creation. namaste!