Poetry

Tanka – E.V.A.

On the float in space

No gravity pulls on me

My mass has no weight

The infinite surrounds me

“Can you pass me the wrench please?"

Haiku – Hiking

Trees hold up the sky

The silence is loud up here

Nature surrounds me

Free Verse – Proud

Pride enters the room standing tall

Half-hoping a compliment will follow him

Half-hoping his presence will start a fight


He stands for belief 

Whether right or wrong

He stands for strength 

Whether righteous or wicked

He stands for honor 

Whether there is any or not 


Brazen to the core

Stubborn and unmoving

Pride always feels he is right