My Poetry and Prose Blogology
God’s Hope
Photo and inspiration courtesy of my good friend Rod Sorenson. Please enjoy his work at rcoakley.com
Love Grows New Hope
An Imayo poem about moving on from the past and learning to embrace love's new hopes
Poetic Immortality
A Tanka poem that describes in simple and few words—the First Law of Poetry…
Love Lies Beyond a Number
An Imayo poem for my love and hope that surpasses all our trivial counting of time! Photo of M51 spiral galaxy taken by Webb Space Telescope, courtesy of NASA.
A Raven’s Haunt
“an unkindness of dreary—obscure ravens
preach precariously upon my pitiful perch “
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.
Spellbound
We could save so many lives, not to mention significant money, if we learned how to turn our deep-seated political anger and division into something peaceful. With some effort—such massive energy could become beautiful!
The Art of Building
“the art of building walls—is often an art of lies
hedges built to obscure plain and simple truths—”
Death of a Friend
“in exquisite displays of selfless light
they dance as one—but never really see
their shared splendor of calming grace”
My Water Cycle
“I love to watch the leaves change
then tumble into grass-wrapped fingers
of vibrant but obscure autumn streams…”
In the Candlelight
“the fire from the east
rising on dark lilac peaks
is warm—divine light”
Photo courtesy of Rod Sorenson rcoakley.com
Sacred Attention
“after sleepless vermillion nights
wring us into sweats of silent screams
we pray for any consoling therapist”
A Silver Solitude
“once, I labored deep—in a massive silver mine
packed in the rusted vise of a sinking cage
we quickly plunged down a vertical mineshaft”
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
