
My Poetry and Prose Blogology






Rusted Rays of Sun
A Haiku poem on the beauty of Autumn and Hope.
Photo and inspiration courtesy of my good friend Rod Sorenson. Visit his Website at: rcoakley.com

Colors of War
Wars are not a binary win-or-lose political decision. The children ALWAYS lose. And we will pay a price for a defenseless assault on their lives. Perhaps we should appoint them as the primary negotiators of peace.


Warm Memories
A warm and timely Haiku. These golden drops of the sun will shortly become another memory of seasonal hope and love.
Photo courtesy of my dear friend Rod Sorenson, rcoakley.com

Peace Trails
“baptized in the caressing dews of willows—
we emerge beneath an azure-blue atmosphere
redeemed once again—in a fresh ray of hope”
Photos courtesy of Jessica Taylor Crystal