Micro Poetry, Tanka and Haiku

Moonlight fades in slumber
Dawn releases shadows
Grey clouds choke the light
Melody of rain feeds despair

Lost in a wilderness of thoughts
Shrouded in shadows of misery
My tears frozen on bare trees
As joy haunts the hinterland

Hissing of rain heard
In darkness thoughts are hidden
Minds drift endlessly
Pools of memories collect
Filling every hollow spot

Misty autumn skies
Leaves rustle with gusting winds
Purple, red and gold
Coolness lingers through the day
Smell of decay in the air

Chiselled light flickers
Smoke mingles with evening fog
Misty tendrils dance
Shadows chase the setting sun
Twilight lingers in silence

Lives frozen in time
Lost faces and their traces
Pen and ink restores

Clouds move in, light dims
Sound of rain breaks the stillness
Serenity roars

Eyes shine through darkness
Subtle lines framed in shadow
Light reflects beauty

Thoughts frozen in time
Flickering in the shadows
Forever in dreams

Morning dew collects
Soft petals thirsting for sun
Sweet scent flows through me

A mist haunts the land
Autumn leaves crunch under foot
Moments lost in time

Eyes looking through time
Forever free to wander
Capturing lost souls

Lost in starlight frost
Mists dance on silver moonbeams
Thoughts return to you

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved

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Autumn Begins Its Merry Dance

This is a re-write of a poem previously posted.

Autumn at the Mill

Bats dart and dive from attic cracks
And synchronize their attacks
With a Hunter’s Moon shining bright
Prey is stalked and caught in flight

Light fades and clouds advance
As autumn begins its merry dance
Those happy days of long ago

From days of old I remember
A sweet mellow September
Then October presents its share
At the Orchard Apple Fair

Trick or treat on All Hallows’ Eve
Golden leaves blow here and there
The smell of bonfires choke the air

Sensing change as the north winds blow
Hearing rushing water flow
At the mill the waterwheel whirls
In the meadow tall grass swirls

Those happy days of long ago
As light fades and clouds advance
Autumn begins its merry dance

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast & James Day. All rights reserved.

Photo found on internet. Copyright unknown.

Photo found on internet. Copyright unknown.

Time’s Lost Wanderer

Fabled Rosetta

Singing the song of time’s lost wanderer
In the cold, black endless sea of space
Chirping a lament across the millennia
A prisoner of the sun in an endless orbit

Alone but not forgotten this lonely traveller
Will soon have its first guests, one will be shy
Staying near while the other will get intimate
Learning ancient secrets buried in ice and dust

Born on the fiery wings of an Arian rocket
Its namesake taken from the fabled Rosetta
From stele to spacecraft and into the dark void
To decipher the language of life frozen in time

On its lonesome ten year voyage into history
A flyby of Mars and orchestrated manoeuvres
Rosetta steers a course nearing journey’s end
Little Philae is cut loose to explore and sample

Tense moments of silence as Philae closes in
The little fellow feels its way to a safe harbour
Landing on Comet 67P, grasping on for dear life
Its arms extend as a cheer ripples round the globe

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

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Rosetta and Comet 67P. Copyright Spacecraft: ESA/ATG medialab; Comet image: ESA/Rosetta/Navcam. Artist’s impression of ESA’s Rosetta approaching comet 67P/Churyumov–Gerasimenko.

 

Raging Flames

The Feeling

Captured in still moments of distraction
Blown asunder on gusts of hope and dread
Twirling in the nothingness and all alone
Released, longing for a sweet embrace

Scanning all the faces for their places
Searching for their shared connections
Desires freed on a black starless night
Waiting for one understanding thought

Now mirrored through thick smoke and noise
Shared longing caught within shifting shadows
Heartfelt joys awakening in flickering light
Moving toward silence and final destination

Echoing in the light of a cold November moon
Misty memories merging with bonfire light
Smokey tendrils rise up, mingle and disperse
Burning thoughts reflected in twinkling eyes

Floating towards the raging flames
Dazzled with burning heat and light
Edges scorched with tantalizing pain
A feeling all too familiar and safe

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.