Haiku 9
demure roses thrive
all along my neighbor’s fence
passionate promise
National Poetry Month, Day 17: Poem 17 Haiku 9
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National Poetry Month, Day 15: Poem 15 Haiku 8
Haiku 8
royal flower bows
arrives late to the gala
let the dance begin
National Poetry Month, Day 13: Poem 13, Haiku 7
Haiku 7
wandering aimless
through forest thicket to find
flourishing florals
National Poetry Month, Day 11: Poem 11 Haiku 6
Haiku 6
neighbor’s daffodils
like stars in a dark green sky
feels late in season
National Poetry Month, Day 9: Poem 9 Haiku 5
Haiku 5
spring sunlight filters
through heavenly green ceiling
my daydreams catch up
National Poetry Month, Day 7: Poem 7 Haiku 4
Haiku 4
pink and yellow blooms
spring up all over my yard
is it time to mow?
National Poetry Month, Day 5: Poem 5, Haiku 3
Haiku 3
Primal spring nightfall
Over my house and garden
Stars stab cirrus clouds
National Poetry Month Day 3: Poem 3, Haiku 2
(This titling thing I’m doing is gonna get complicated!)
Haiku 2
bee clings to clover
bumbles through spring’s new blossoms
vernal blessings thrive
National Poetry Month Day 1: Poem 1, Haiku 1
Haiku 1
April showers blessings
warm weather and flower paths
rain comes later on
Poem: Sidewalk Stroll
Today is my birthday, so I wrote a poem. It’s still pretty rough, and it’s actually two poems since I’m still doing the sonnet-from-a-haiku thing. Anyway, here it is along with the photo I took that inspired it.
Misty morn in spring
Sidewalk stretches steadily
I’m caught in happy
Sidewalk Stroll on my birthday
By Michelle Garren-Flye
Today, the day I turn fifty-something,
I see the sidewalk stretch ahead,
a true flower path on this day in spring,
warmth after the winter we suffered.
I salute the sun, bathe in the breeze,
meander about in midnight moonlight;
happy to live for a moment at ease
with nothing to mourn, no one to fight.
Grateful for all that gives my life spice
because living too easy just makes you fat.
For true happiness, you must pay a price
and sometimes it will knock you down flat.
Today, I know I’ll follow my sidewalk to the end;
I’ll round every corner, never hesitate at a bend.
Photo and poem copyright 2025 Michelle Garren-Flye
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