I can't seem to stop writing poetry or reading poetry. I think it is safe to say I love poetry and I love sharing great poetry with others.
Through moving grey clouds
I spot a patch of blue
sometimes quickly lost.
I pondered the light
as it vanished into black
storm clouds present rain.
The cold in my bones
freezes my will to move on
but I must leave home.
Into each droplet
to travel where one must go
though the wind will fight.
Sometimes the waiting
is the perfect solution
when facing grey clouds.
When grey turn to white
then the white fades to light blue
desire is reborn.
Seasons of living
one moment by one moment
has left me here, still.
© 2019 Jamie Lee Hamann
Jamie Lee Hamann (author) from Reno NV on April 17, 2019:
Thank you Sunshine, Devica, and Doris. Jamie
Doris James MizBejabbers from Beautiful South on April 17, 2019:
I love it, Jamie. It was haiku with a good point. Great stuff!
Devika Primić from Dubrovnik, Croatia on April 17, 2019:
I like poetry and your words are are true and with a meaningful expression.
Shing Araya from Cebu, Philippines on April 17, 2019:
I am impressed since I find it hard to write in this genre. Great job!
Jamie Lee Hamann (author) from Reno NV on April 16, 2019:
Thank you Verlie.
Verlie Burroughs from Canada on April 16, 2019:
Oh yes, those moments when the weather prompts us to reconsider where we are going, and why, or if we should maybe just relax and enjoy the day. Perfect Haiku material Jamie.
It is bone chilling damp, and windy here today, no blue sky in sight. Takes courage to get going. I just realized that was Haiku too, too funny.