My Pillar

Your touch reaches toward the Aegon seaYou open the door, your heart speaks to meCreating a sensation, a quiver, your smellsMy pillar, my very breath, my blushing tellsAs I ache, as a bee for honey, a hand for a gloveYou’re the man who gave friendship and loveCome to me under the sky and sing your … Continue reading My Pillar

My Compass

My eyes drift to paradise where angels dwellBashfully soft notes of a flute wafting gently overOcean's waves playing hypnotizing heart tunesRhythmic sounds changing as the small chasmOf my instrument seals with sea's thick saltLids closing blind my nose now my compassSmells of sweat and sandalwood intoxicatingWarm touches both soothing and arousingGardenia and lavender mixes with … Continue reading My Compass

Imagination

Gazing upward like a coloring pad of indigo and cobalt blueJoy effervescing inside her lingering indulgent bubble bathLight as morning waffles clouds are whirling day time hues Laying between two cotton fields plowed, left white fluff stillIt smells of clay, honeysuckle and gardenias her feet inhaleMagical brush fashioned a cottontail that went against his will … Continue reading Imagination

A Day Adrift

Gentle winds weep as gusts carry toilsome burdens swiftly alongMermaids, fairies, and whales join in this hauntingly woeful songOld legs holding up sorrowful eyes cry blood upon the empty streetRusted iron table, only one chair left where her friends would meetHeavy skies release a burden and clouds bring forth a dense rainCovering porch swings, hobby … Continue reading A Day Adrift

River’s Song

I hide within her rolling peaks and float with ferns that line the river Playing the snapping turtle's shell pulsating sounds echo in rhythm Scarlet Tanagers singing along with warblers from their thin branches Water moccasins slither like ribbons in the wind close to her long lip Young Blue-fronted Dancers perform a colorful salsa within … Continue reading River’s Song

Toxic Water

The great whale will die, eating Islands of plastic, while many don’t care. In a turtle’s nose, lodged within a plastic straw, causing constant pain. Killing the ocean, no cares for the future child, hearts lack devotion. By Joni Caggiano (Three Haikus) 11/13/19 Photo by Joni - Olympus - E520