Categories
Haiku

Sun’s Warmth

Virtually spent
Clouds part allowing sun’s warmth
To lift weary soul

Categories
Cinquain

Weary

Weary

Problems abound

Constantly eroding

Once resilient defences

Weary

Futility tempts overwhelm

Foundations remain firm

Still holding fast

Weary

As you can tell I am weary but I am refusing to quit, despite how tempting it is.

This is a Butterfly Cinquain 9 line syllabic poem that runs, 2,4,6,8,2,86,4,2.

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Categories
Poetry

Soporific Wonder

My mouth surges,

Uncontrollable urges.

Release and sigh,

Yawn let’s fly.

I reach & stretch,

Trying to fetch,

Some life back.

Energy I lack.

Time for slumber,

Soporific wonder,

Helps reset,

My waking debt.

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Categories
Poetry

Commuting

I used to do this everyday;

This slog on trains to make my pay.

Now its done infrequently,

But it always takes it out of me.

I’ve considered reasons why;

A commuter’s life makes me sigh.

But if I’m honest its due to the dance,

Of excess stimuli and vigilance.

Categories
Poetry

Worn Out

Worn out, tired.

A theme I hope to end.

Have been wired,

Some sanity to lend.

Perhaps I’m trapped,

And this is why,

Energy’s sapped.

I mistook a lie?

Or perhaps I’m where,

I should be right now.

Care’s lain bare,

Mood that’s foul.

What’s this path?

No idea you see.

Doubt does laugh,

But I don’t flee.

My future’s brighter,

Though I don’t see it.

Yes I’m lighter,

I can feel it.

To the future,

Turn assured.

Misery doesn’t suit you.

To hope be lured.