Tag: #Poetry
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Book Review: ‘Haiku for the Midnight Hour’
📘 Haiku for the Midnight Hour By Dawn PisturinoPublisher: Horse Mesa PressPublication Year: 2024Genre: Poetry (Haiku), Horror, Supernatural In August 2024, poet and blogger Dawn Pisturino released Haiku for the Midnight Hour, her third collection of poetry—a book that reimagines the traditional Japanese haiku through a lens of shadow and unease. Traditional haiku, with its…
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Echoes of Reunion
In the tapestry of life, woven tight, Jim Garraty’s journey comes to light. From high school halls with youthful grace, To college lectures, an esteemed place. A scholar’s path, both tried and true, With shadows of the past in view. In Reunion: Coda, we see his quest, Balancing knowledge and memories repressed. A student’s spark,…
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February Winter Day (New Hampshire): A Haiku
A cloudless blue sky White cold snow reflects the sun; The north wind bites me.
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A Walk in Mid-October: A Haiku
Sunlit spaces beckon me; Grassy expanses filled with leaves Falling from the trees.
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The Proud Tower: La Giralda (A Haiku)
Tall,graceful belfry(It was once a minaret) Reminds me of Spain
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Forgotten Dreams
She played a song of forgotten dreamsOn the old piano in the barShe sang of love and loss and hopeHer voice was soft and clear as a star He listened with his heart and soulHe felt a connection he couldn’t explainHe saw the beauty in her eyesHe felt the joy and the pain They talked…
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Snowflakes and Secrets
She ran away from me that night After she told me her secret She left me in a state of fright And I felt a sudden regret I chased her through the snowy streets Hoping to find her in the crowd I asked everyone I could meet But no one could help me somehow I…
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Cocoa and Harmony
We sit in silence, sipping cocoaAs Maddie plays the pianoShe fills the air with melodiesThat stir our hearts and memories We think of all that we have seenIn Central Park, where we have beenThe beauty and the pain of lifeThe joy and sorrow, love and strife We hold each other’s hands and gazeInto each other’s…
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A Chance Encounter (A Poem)
The night is young and so am IA historian with a curious eyeI sip my beer and watch the crowdHoping for a spark to light my shroud The music plays a nostalgic tuneA reminder of a distant moonA time when heroes fought and diedAnd left behind their stories to confide Then I hear her voice…
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Our Bench in Central Park
We met by chance on a winter day You played the piano and stole my heart away We walked and talked and laughed and kissed We found a bench and made a wish You read the words of ancient lore You taught me what it means to live for more You held my hand and…
A Certain Point of View, Too 