Garden (haiku)

Garden

glorious roses
lush from a hazy distance
close up, beetles win

© Alys
27 September 2005

Hurricane

Hurricane

here, drips and drizzles
falling into summer's heat
there, destruction reigns

© Alys

31 August 2005

Candlelight (haiku)

Candlelight

candlelight ablaze

like oceans of loving light

an altar's comfort

© Alys

15 August 2005

Some Days

Some Days

Some days I can't crack a smile:
Life's too tough, it's been a while
Since I felt my face reveal a smile.

Some days I'm too tired to think:
I almost wish I took to drink,
Some drunks smile, though some just stink.

When smiles won't come I close my eyes:
I picture eyes as blue as skies,
Their laughter and hugs - no compromise.

Before I know it, I feel a grin
Stretching from my hair to chin
As a smile comes: I begin again.

© Alys
13 August 2005

Lightning (haiku)

Lightning

a silent crash falls
down from humid dark clouds
slash of tomorrow

© Alys
05 August 2005

Queen Mystery

Queen Mystery

Deep in her Heart, her Mystery,
ever Strong and True,
unbending Oak, a Lionheart,
like a Phantom's Muse;

Deep in her Heart, her Mystery
has forged an Iron Will:
that Beauty's Grace cannot erase
nor Evil ever still.

© Alysfor Aly29 January 2005

Peace (haiku)

Peace haiku

war ever raging
conflicts crashing like old storms
a feather dances

© Alys
30 July 2005

Hope

Hope

Through the dark and cloudy sky
A single shaft comes lit;
In the tempest of the sea
Blows a moment of respite;

In a crowded throng of strangers,
She hears a gay “hello!”
A familiar face so dear comes near;
She walks no more alone;

When the sun has parched and hurt him,
He cannot go the other miles,
Somehow his feet keep moving,
He crosses the Finish Line and smiles;

I feel alone, Life's burdens,
With stress and worry weighing,
Ends to meet, kids to raise ~
“Let me help,” his voice is saying;

Far away, the soldiers lie
Within a battle-raging hell,
Through the haze of bullets fired
Comes a vision loved so well;

When pain and fear are winning,
No matter when or where,
Into each moment can descend
The Hope of answered prayer.

© Alys
26 July 2005

A Mother's Kiss

A Mother's Kiss

She held him, just a baby,
As all good mothers will,
Reveling in his tiny self,
Sleeping soft and still;

She watched him, just a child,
Toddling 'round the yard,
Laughing at his early falls,
Her joy, tho' life was hard;

She heard him, just a simple man,
Preaching his vision true,
She saw the others mark him,
And she knew what he would do;

She saw him, smiling down to her,
While crucified and crushed,
For all mankind he sacrificed
To feed their angry lust;

She held him, just her baby,
When him at last they lowered,
A single tear fell from her eye,
Its crashing echo heard;

She kissed him, on his bloody brow,
In this moment, grief was lost,
A mother's love understood,
His gift and its fated cost.

She placed him, just a broken shell,
Into his tomb so dark,
There she left her heart with his,
Forever one, to never part.

© Alys
19 July 2005

Rainstorm

Rainstorm

icy stings piercing

sheets of sleet whipping, whirling

soaking tempest, falls

whispering wildly

a flood of drenching madness

raining memories . . .

© Alys

19 July 2005

Sweet Music

Sweet Music

He sings a little sing-song tune
As he plays with favored toy,
A little hum, sometimes words,
This sweetheart little boy;

With happy heart, 'tis written,
His tune, so softly sung,
Like a gentle flowing river,
Life's melody begun;

Imagine as the years pass on,
The sing-song tune will grow,

Throughout his life, with love,

May his happiness ever flow.

© Alys

11 July 2005

First Love (haiku)

First Love

electricity ~
like lightning strikes an old oak ~
hearts cracking open

© Alys
09 July 2005

Paradise (haiku)

Paradise

warm rain sparkalling
diamonds brightly cutting through
~ walls of worry fall ~

© Alys
24 June 2005

Parted Ways

Parted Ways

I see her, standing strong,
Always laughing, filled with song,
Long before her world went wrong . . .

I see her, battling life,
Embracing choices bringing strife,
With heartache, her years were rife . . .

I see her, hanging on,
Singing now a different song,
Between us, a road too long . . .

With mixed emotions
I cry out “Farewell ~
May you end where Angels dwell.”

© Alys
24 June 2005
for my sister

Actualization (haiku)

Actualization

summer storm sketches
blossoms past and yet to come
life ~ nature's portrait

© Alys
14 June 2005

The Universe of Man

The Universe of Man

This bloodstained Earth cries out the tale
Of War and Strife where naught prevail;

Neither sky nor land nor stormy seas
Will e're reveal Life's mysteries;

Why then fly or march or sail?
Boundaries of Man; beyond the pale;

Why need to conquer, rule, or lead?
All mankind the same will bleed;

Within the wind's wails and moans
The Weight of Sorrow e'er groans,

Its mantle dark descends like ash,
Volcanic destruction, ne'er to pass;

What will be left of the Galaxy great?
What will be its eventual fate?

From Age to Age, from dark to light,
Then back again with blackest strife,

The Universe stares with Unblinking Eye
Stoically watching as Time goes by;

In the end, no one will win ~
War and Strife again begin.

© Alys
14 June 2005

Midsummer (haiku)

Midsummer

reigning sunlight ebbs
unequal hours and dreams
moon power rises

© Alys
04 June 2005

The Clootie Tree

The Clootie Tree

An ancient path still beckons,
A weary soul moves on,
Each step destiny reckons,
Priced in prayer and song;

In the mist atop the hill,
A shrub-tree stands forlorn,
Ragged ribbons for the ill
Weigh each thin branch way down;

Sliabh na nDée Dána, this mound
Of three ancient Eire gods ~
Cermait Ogma, honey-mouthed;
Of a Hundred Battles: Conn;

Last, the Dagda, god of good,
His daughter’s worshipped still ~
Noble Brigit’s stone head stood
Upon the misted hill;

Here she mourned a grievous loss,
Ruádán, her own best son,
With wailing cry, her anguish ~
Eire’s first keening echoes on;

Prayers hang upon the tree,
Offered with heartfelt song
To Brigit and the ancient Three,
For relief from ills and wrong;

The breeze blows the Clootie Tree
And tattered prayers wave ~
She sends us ease, in memory
For a son she could not save.

© Alys

28 May 2005

R.I.P.

R.I.P.

Long our battle raged,

Through your icy grasp

Many times, I slipped;

Magnificent Death -

Thou hast me, at last.

© Alys

27 May 2005

My Friend

My Friend

When sadness comes, I call;

Our tears fall down like rain,

A flowing river, healing all

While gently easing pain.

When laughter comes, I call;

Our stomaches ache with joy,

Down our happy tears fall,

Life's jester, our employ.

When anger comes, I call;

Too many times of late,

Our tears of rage a pall,

Blanketing all, our hate.

When Death comes to call,

With sorrow'd souls we'll part,

As our tears remember all,

Yet always, with one heart.

© Alys

10 May 2005

for Lorraine