Sonnet to Fathers

A Haiku for Mothers

#happymothersday

Summer Haiku

Summer I waited
Salty air, smell of the sea

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Turn on the AC

©deity05032020

Sonnet to Covid

Covid, when are you ever going away
We yearn to live another day
Free of worry, free of anxiety
Living free in a peaceful society
We want to see our loved ones so dear
Without the sickness or needless fear
We want to travel and see the world
We do our share to flatten the curve
The lessons we've learned well, so let us be
All these times locked up we've changed, you see

We know now that honey is no value
If you're both stuck at home like a glue
Nothing to eat, soul and body both hungry
Watching news all day that makes us angry
You have brought so much to our lives
Lessons, values, realities aligned
To die alone in a lonely room we may resign
The rich and the poor both not immune
To news of vaccine, we all stay tuned
Now more than ever the future we can't tell
So, covid if you could read this, just go to hell 😞

©deity05012020

Of Rats and Women

There are rats in my ceiling
Playing, shrieking, tormenting
There are women in my wall
Praising, sharing, blabbering
Can't stand listenin' to them all
Should I catch them, roast them
Or just squeeze them by the ball?

If only these rats were as talented as these: 

Only Awesome Things Can Happen To You When You're Always Grateful

I am thankful …

The laughters that I have cried-

For they always pour; can’t ever hide.

The tears that I allow-

For they always flow; free of sorrow.

The blessings that I have –

For they always cleanse; they came with love.

The sunshine that I hug –

For they always burst; they warm like fog.

The triumphs that I gain-

For they always scar; can’t ever feign.

The hurdles that I fought-

For they challenge; made me taut.

All these and more, I am grateful;

Somehow, the days made me half whole…

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Sonnet To Shadow

Sonnet to Shadow

In the stillness of the night;

I see your handsome presence,

I hear your muted whisper,

I feel your chilly embrace.

In the darkness of the night;

You see my tarnished smile,

You hear my empty laughter,

You feel my insides shatter.

In the silence of the night;

We cast our lonely shadow,

Dancing under the moonlight,

Against the world so hollow.

Nothing else really matter;

Our souls at last, together.

© Deity
8 March 2009

Poem of the Day

I love this poem dearly.

Our high school English teacher, Mrs. Potenciano, made us memorize this sonnet with a condition that we read it with a passion in our heart. I was too young then to recognize the true essence of passion, but this poem inspired me to start writing my own.

This is PoemHunter.com's selection of the day, an excellent choice and very appropriate for the occasion.

Sonnet 43 - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways

XLIII
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

~ Elizabeth Barrett Browning