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

Comments

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.