A Caterpillar

When flowers bloom, I’ll see you soon.
I’ll be a bug in a cocoon;
all set to fly towards the sky
to search for you – my butterfly.
Just wait for me, be like the moon

that comes at night and stays in tune,
remains in sight till afternoon,
for me to yearn to fly up high
————– when flowers bloom.

Just give me time, may be till June,
when I come out of my cocoon
I’ll be like you – a butterfly,
prepared to fly into the sky
to hear with you how our love croons
————— – when flowers bloom.

Rondeau: aabba aabR aabbaR

March 26, 2016

“Sleep must sleep before I do, for I wish to be awake in the greatest of the dreams; my reality.”

A crime gone unnoticed – Modern Haiku

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seven crows

cross the night sky –

the bandits

Written by: L.L.

In the Hays of Time

I cannot find THAT
which I’ve been searching within the hays of time.

it’s not a needle like the clocks have
that move in circles
clockwise.

Minutes
Seconds

Counterclockwise.

Going back, resetting time,
to when the hays where pastures, green,
where horses galloped, fast.

Yet I

still
cannot find
THAT

which I

have searched
within the hays of time.
I rather lay on over the grass,
close my eyes, feel the sun,
the greens abound,

until the pastures become dry
until the pastures turn into the hays of time.

Nov 30, 2015

When I saw it
The itch started in the spine,
And I wanted to scratch it
To open it up
And just scratch it
Oh the itch
That itch
Like a witch
That has me under a spell
I just
Want to scratch it
That back, that cover,
That spine
I just want to scratch it
Till I could read
The bones
And flesh
From that story
Developing
In my mind

december 7, 2014

I Think Of You – Rondeau

I think of you as starry skies
Who hypnotize my dreamy eyes
Who’s full of stars and is dark too
Who’s also vast with a great view
As if you were a world of fireflies
Or some phenomena that lies
Unseen by many people sometimes
So when the evening comes through
I think of you

And when the day begins to rise
And all I see are butterflies
And sunshine rays amid the sky, blue
With hues of reds and purples too
But also whites and pinks up highs
I think of you

Written by: L.L.

At Night I dream – Rondeau

 

 

At night I dream of suns so bright
Of flowers wilting up with fright
Of rivers fading in a stream
as birds and fishes hoarsely scream
And then, I wake so scared to write

Of rivers going dry in sight
Of birds unable to take flight
who thirsts and faint then die but seems
at night I dream

Of suns too hot whose mighty light
evaporate and fiercely bite
the river’s waters into steam
to float up high into cloud’s theme
and rain no drops for us tonight
at night I dream

 

Written by:L.L.

I am Not that Breeze.

And if by chance,

you thought I was that breeze

that came to whisper in your ear,

just know, it wasn’t me, my dear.

I was the sound that breeze produced.

The one you loved and deeply felt

who made goosebumps in your skin

and your heart skip a beat.

So if by chance, you look for me,

just know, I’m not that breeze.

I am that sound that quickly disappeared.

Written by: Lucero L. (L.L.)

April 5, 2018

not only did I think that I could thinkbut I realized I did

And this has brought to my attention

that thinking is not necessarily a choice..

I chose to think

But while thinking, thoughts came uninvited

And eventually, my choice

was gone
May 4, 2017

I Found my Voice

I lost my voice…

When my fingers stopped typing on a keyboard.

.
[ Now, no body could hear me ]
.

I became mute to my own self, 

plus deaf to my own feelings…
.

[ I lost communication ]
.

I silenced myself

to the point where silence

became me

.

but there, 

somewhere…
.

in the mist of my quietude,

you noticed the silence,

.

and just like that
.

you

silenced the silence

in me

.
Written by:L.L

Different Sort Of Ideas

There are plenty of ideas

for one to explore alone

as if those ideas were mountains

ready to be climbed.

But turns out, that some ideas are too steep

for one to walk on our own. Instead,

one needs a rope, climbing shoes, some equipment,

and most importantly, companions

like the will and the strength to go on

.

.

On the other hand, there are some ideas

that will take us just around the park,

for us to swing and play on a playground;

to meet new friends

with whom we can sit on a sea saw,

going up and down, up and down

with our arguments, having fun, enjoying the experience

until one has to go home

to meet again on another time

.

.

Yet no matter where the ideas take us,

these ideas always introduces us

to a new journey in our lives.
.

Written by :L.L.
Dec 13, 2015