Iambics #5

Red rose,
The symbol of a heart that bleeds with love,
Repose,
Upon the breast, the sacred home thereof!

©Meanderings 2016

Iambics #4

Be Still,
Reflection never wearies anyone,
Fulfil,
Each minute of your gifted day begun.

©Meanderings 2016

Sunday Sonnet #3

When dotage fears assail a lonely hour,
Conjuring images frail hearts despair,
Vain thoughts all vestiges of hope devour,
That soul into her sanctum would repair;
When light through windows to the mind grow dim,
And sound like every passing day does fade,
Athletic strength declines in every limb,
And common acts of life commands an aide;
Feel Gratitude for all that’s gone before,
Recalling blessings down the yielding years;
Contentment in good measure lies in store
For him or her who smilingly appears;
As innocence into this world is born,
Serenity departure shall adorn.

©Meanderings 2016

Septolet #6

Youth,
Irresponsibly optimistic,
Carelessly courageous,
Leaps into the dark;

Common Sense,
Acutely Aware,
Ponders….

©Meanderings 2016

Septolet #5

Thoughts,
Uninvited, Uncensored,
Often cunningly insidious,
Invade uninformed minds –

Usually,
Detrimental,
To the thinkers!

©Meanderings 2016