Life is short
To make you lonely
Cheer up, there's more
Reasons to make you happy
The birds chirping on the tree
The flowers bloom in the field
The early morning sun shines
The smile of a baby
The girls walking in mini skirt
The sweet aroma of expresso
The horning of the tahoo vendor
The warm embrace of your partner
The good thoughts that you have
The beautiful scenery outside the window
All the good things that life may bring
All are in one gaze, a beauty to behold
A celebration that worth to be thankful to God.
Categories:
horning, celebration, happiness, life,
Form: Free verse
Owl tree house in the morning
Owl tree house at night.
Owl tree house, wrens are horning.
A marvelous interesting sight.
Where did it come from? A meadow lark said.
He wondered if he was somehow seeing it in his head.
Owls are nocturnal, so it makes no sense during the day.
Yet here was the proof, an owl tree house in May
Categories:
horning, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form: Rhyme
It's another chilly morning,
As you wake up while yawning,
Breakfast is ready in the dinning,
After some exercise and training,
Dress up and get ready for learning.
There is no time for clothes ironing,
You're late so you better keep running,
Crossing the road as cars are horning,
Soldiers ask for your ID before opening,
You don't wanna be late for the signing.
Your heart is beating and burning,
They allow you but with a warning,
As you're busy with finger scanning,
A subordinate staff stops cleaning,
And tells you your shift is in the evening.
©Kelmwa
Categories:
horning, adventure, allusion, analogy, character,
Form: Rhyme
You see them all the time,
bogarding their way through a crowd
You hear them ever so loud,
bull horning their voice like a bad weather report
Whole hearted fools into half stepping,
pint-sized thinkers with big ten-gallon heads
They’re always in a rush to deliver somebody else's plan,
can’t ever make them hush when they start to grandstand
Half stepping all over the place,
it’s a crying shame, it’s an urban disgrace
They think they own the phone booth paid by your dime,
you see them phony Clark Kents
Tony Stark posing all the time
Changing into their Halloween costume,
riding into your party on their rent-a-car broom
Big, bad witches they all pretend to be,
little sad snitches stabbing you in the back viciously
You do the heavy lifting day in, day out —
they don’t lift a finger,
until it’s time to exit punch the clock
Half stepping all over your space,
it’s a crying shame, it’s a suburban disgrace
Half stepping ...
always trying to push to the front of the line
Half stepping ...
always ending at the back of the bus every time
Categories:
horning, people, perspective, society, truth,
Form: Verse
HAIKU MOMENT 14
Old hostilities
Ancient violence;
Terror re-enacts now
~~~~~~~~~
Human nature
War of violence;
Paradise lost
~~~~~~~~~
Friendly enemies
Deceit malingers;
Crafty exploits
~~~~~~~~~
Human tragedy
Mocking comedy hurls;
Pain conspires revenge
~~~~~~~~~
To all our hurts
Love heals;
Forgive and forget
~~~~~~~~~
Joy awaits
Here and now;
Decide freely
~~~~~~~~~
Love abounds
Peace illuminates;
Heart feels light
~~~~~~~~~
Bleaching grey sky
Raindrops misty;
Windy wet flush
~~~~~~~~~
Heavy traffic
Winding road congestion;
Slippery accidents
~~~~~~~~~
Evening exchange
Cars horning impatience;
Silly anxiety
~~~~~~~~~
Grand lottery prize
Big plush winnings;
Happy windfall
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
03 September 2016
Singapore
Categories:
horning, change,
Form: Haiku
Boredom
Every single day I do the same stuff
I am shaken early in the morning
My days start already boring and rough
In the traffic, I listen to the honk horning
I want to stop and yell: Enough!
Oh, my feelings, my brain, it is storming
I keep thinking of some guff
but like a robot, I keep performing
I won't take another rebuff
I'd like to feel more at ease
and I have to bring home the bacon
there are so many people I have to please
I find myself alone and forsaken
Society is somehow a disease
For another day, I am waitin'
they will come, days like these
Same stuff if I am not mistaken
I will search for something to appease
all despair that I've been taken ?
Categories:
horning, depression,
Form: Free verse
Horning In On
(Horn Humorous Style)
H How
O Odd
R Remains
N Names
I Infinitely
N Not
G Gratifying
I In
N Numerical
O Abstinence
N Not required and no longer needed
Ho Ho Jim Horn
Someone help me with name of style and format.
I called it bereavement and sad someone would
want to call this poetry.
Categories:
horning, bereavement, humorous, sad,
Form: I do not know?
Walking alone is deep.
I want to savour this nature.
I imagined this colonial structure.
How do people live those times?
I don't mind of being under colony.
But I would fight not to be under tyranny.
Suluk is part of Sandakan development.
William Pryer lives with them.
That modern "Jalan Pryer" is incorrect.
Coincide with the original "Jalan Praya" as it is believed.
This building is of colonial.
That blue sky with twigs dye.
I walked alone and pass by.
Wind is blowing.
Car is horning.
I walked in the morning.
I missed this jogging.
It's been a decade I did running.
Now I want to do it again.
I want to achieve something.
Something is not a thing,
But a way a healing thing.
Happy Sunday for today,
I did to jog yesterday.
I want it done every day.
I won't let that go away.
I hope so I will do it really.
Good morning Sunday.
I love you every day.
Layag Sug!
Categories:
horning, age, art, beautiful, blue,
Form: Ballad