ignites the imagination.
Scorches a frail heart.
Scars feed determination
to dazzle at all costs .
emerge in the peroxide basin.
Myopic foresight bleaches
memories of the past .
Mountains echo heaven’s voice
Please rainbow, come soon
the loneliness of fishermen
under lighthouse cliff
cast again, into the sea
always fishing, never caught
(c) Joe of FlatFrogHaiku/Gene Dupler
Soaked and sodden by spring rain
Out of reach
Out of reach
Unlike spring cherry blossoms
Unrecognized by nature
With light in your eyes
You embrace me in your arms
Our hearts beat as one
As souls flood with emotion -
You’re my rudder, I’m your sail
(c) The Imaginator/Gene Dupler
Memories wander to fairer days
in the clearest skies so deep and blue
where fluffy clouds bend a thousand ways.
Smiles creep in, imagination plays,
for that life was good and wondrous, too.
Without a warning there came the dark,
melancholy blanket, in the sky,
as fear extinguished every spark.
Then I stood alone there in the park,
directionless, as the clouds flew by.
As my starving soul yearned for a goal,
to seize the day and find direction,
an inner strength is what must extol
desire to stand upon distant knoll,
so feet will move, without objection.
Adventure ahead – so I stepped out
into howling wind and pelting snow
as strength resolved and it strangled doubt,
ignoring storms as my heart grew stout,
and that has made all the difference.
oh, sweet october…
spare thy frost on yonder grapes
our sweet summer wine
as fall blooms, we do entreat -
serenade us with your song
(c) Opie Houston/Gene Dupler