Friends

lovely bird songs everywhere

bees buzzing by

children’s laughter in the air

as the breeze floats by

dogs barking out in play

while cats nap in the sun

all reminds me

how wonderful friends are

Karen S Smith

Nature edges it's way

along the blocks

filling voids

looking for strongholds

not doubting they are there

reclaiming with joy

the space it needs

to color the world

with beauty

God has given

Nature to be

by Karen S Smith

Swan

swan glided

swirls stream behind

peace abounds

children swing high

colors fill the park

by Karen Smith

Life By a Bayou

Animals Playing

sunshine streaming

through forest of green

animals playing

amongst the ferns

and wild flowers alike

 

Pet Bee

I had a pet bee

who came to my home

each day

he loved to play

in my zinnia

rolling in yellow dust

that is like gold to us

My pet bee

is fun to watch

hard at his work

making food for us

and flowers to

light our eyes

poem by Karen Smith

The Clouds

The clouds did follow us today
dropping small droplets of rain
like tiny tears of soaring birds
settling in to rest upon our cheeks
The clouds did follow us today
as we journey on towards home
to busy to stop and wonder
just seeking comfort and ease
The clouds did follow us today

By Karen Smith

Adrift Upon the Stormy Sea

via Daily Prompt: Adrift

Adrift upon the stormy sea

tossed and turned

a slave to waves

battered tore and tattered

violent light surrounds

a longing for solid ground

plants and fish go rapidly by

into a soup like mix

finding at last rocks

slammed against reality

finally washed upon the beach

Survive In the Desert

via Daily Prompt: Survive

Running through bushes

and digging forts in the sand

 walking through deserts

with sandwiches and water

climbing high hills

looking  for treasure

instead chasing long tailed lizards

over a rocky edge

building forts in old cars

and spraying scorpions

with a can of raid

I look back and wonder

how did we survive

as kids in the desert

The Sun Rose

The sun rose

like a flower in spring

traveling across the sky

its petals opening wide

shining down on us

a full bloom

finishing it's course

with a last look

as it fades to evanescent

below the horizon's edge

Salmon Hiaku Poem

Salmon swims on

through currents strong

jumping up stream

by Karen Smith

Tomato

Hanging heavy and red

I peek through branches of green

hoping to be overlooked

by the eyes of the bird

today maybe the day

I am plucked from

my humble stem

but until then

it is the sun I'll

bath in

America

A home of the mixed and confused

Mean and rude.

Everyone hurry to hurt and lie.

Ruling out kindness for hate.

I is all we see.

Could we be equal?

America were are you going today and were will you be tomorrow?

Sringtime Fairies

Hiding out in tall thick blades of grass

Black Eye Susan's like fairies

brightly fluttering about

without a care

happy to be

longing to share wonder

to those who chance

upon them

Bayou Flows

 Bayou flows

muddy streams of drama

turtles playing

Farmer's Helpers

Kaz March 22, 2017 Be creative

Little Farmer’s Helpers

Little farmers helper
humming by
dancing with the breeze
with carefree ease
winging a form of fun
over warmed roof tops
being your day of
work is done
dying daily unaware
of harmful chemicals
here and there
little farmer’s helpers
so vital you see
can’t produce the food
without some of these      

Work such as it is belongs to Karen Smith copy right 3/21/2017

Voices

Voices like tunnels of darkness

falling upon our ears

coming from many mouths

not caring for truth

void of peace

Voices like air full of light

faintly calling and longing

to be heard

truth they would tell

full of hope

Voices of choice

we have the right to claim

Painted Turtle

Painted Turtles at the Alexandria Zoo photo by Karen Smith

Painted Turtle

watery reeds of green

float and dreams

by Karen Smith

White Peacock

May First is like

a white peacock

in full display

light and airy

ready for a show

on graceful

peaceful days

by Karen Sue Smith

Weeping White Roses

weeping white roses

over rows of sweet peas

carry a scent

on the breeze to the sea

hoping true love to embrace

my attempt at a Tanka by Karen Sue Smith 4/4/2017