NEW BIRTH

THERE IS THIS GIRL WHO
CALLS ME DAD SHE STOLE MY HEART
ONE WARM SPRING MORNING

LETTING GO

Love me, love me not
It doesn't matter that I
Am expendable
Here today, gone tomorrow
It's just a matter of time

ZOLAR'S DREAM BOOK

Write entries for an imaginary dream dictionary

                                      S

Seagulls - If in your dream the gull has
                 A broken wing a long journey
                 Is possible

                 A gull feeding on food at the
                 Pier is warning be weary of
                 Wandering dogs walking

                 Gulls in flight against a windy breeze
                 Indicative of a close friend quickly
                 Leaving your life
           

Note: These revelations are for entertainment purposes only

SHEOL

Write a poem in which the words or meaning of a familiar phrase gets upended.

"IF THERE'S A HELL BELOW WE ALL GONNA GO"




Where hell is below
Everybody will soon go
Beneath the cold earth

THE OHIO WILDS

Write a haibun that takes in the natural landscape of the place you live.



Stretching from the Appalachian Mountains and the Ohio River in the south to Lake Erie in the north, Ohio brings a variety of scenes. As you travel through Canal Winchester, rural farm areas become suburban towns become the streets of the big city. These paved metropolis highways often turn into winding backwoods roads in a heartbeat. Then out of nowhere roads become cow paths from a century ago. During springtime these woodland areas are filled with an array of beautiful Spring flowers, violets and orchids permeating the air with their scents. They are native to the buckeye state.

                                                            Flowers when planted
                                                            Respond to their true nature
                                                            They have to blossom

MATURITY

Write a poem that addresses the future


When leaf buds unfold
On the branch of apple trees
Flowers start to grow

FREE SPIRITS

Write a poem of simultaneity in which multiple things are happening at once.




Coming down the road from
The cotton field early one
Fall evening side by side
With Papa JL saw a
Haint a spook and a
Restless spirit walking along
Beside them. He had the
Gift. Right there Papa he
Pointed ahead leading the way.
When they got to the
House they all ran in
The girl's room raising a
Ruckus beneath the bed sheets
Grabbing everybody's legs kissing
Their faces pulling they hair
Papa got his shotgun. Where
They at boy show me
Where. Papa took aim. There
They all go Papa slipping
Out the window. But
You can't shoot no spirit
You can't...BLAM!