Going With The Flow
Going with the flow the dam burst. The overflow absorbed into the earth and the water settled at the bank. (c) KaZ Akers
Going with the flow the dam burst. The overflow absorbed into the earth and the water settled at the bank. (c) KaZ Akers
Living in the world. Finally forgot your face. Your voice and your smile. © KaZ Akers Haiku
Don’t let the hatersmake you hate.Hating haters is just as hatefulas haters hating.Hate today and you willhate tomorrow.Haters hate movers and shakers,somove it and shake
When I grow upI won’t grow old.I’ll grow strong.I’ll grow bold.I’ll say thank you when someonesays something nice.I’ll smile, flip my hairand won’t think twice.It’s
Dreams,our penultimate lifeline.Small dreams.Big dreams.Everything dream in between.Dreams appear asthunder and lightening.As a rhythmic clock ticking.They follow us, whispering.Dreams stand in front of us and
Rules a publisher gave me when writing poetry: 1. Don’t rhyme. It’s out of favor. 2. Left justify. Don’t center. 3. Get away from themes
Sunset on the hill. Favorite time of day. Bats, bugs, birds. Flit, flap, buzz. All the searching. Seeking. Surrender ledto the top of a hill.
Never stopped being in love with what we were. A memory. a fantasy, So long ago. Years and places and people ago. Roads diverged after