By Thomas Page Winged beasts interrupt peaceful autumn dreams. Seams made of sandman's dust torn asunder Plunder the joy of Samhain's carved lit gourds Lords of mischief sew new fear and horror Terror ruling the night 'till Saints daybreak. Make haste to Harvest festivals, they say, May you not know the devil's wicked ways. Haze … Continue reading Fall poetry
Tommy Haiku # 84-86
By Thomas Page End of a season Waning light as each new night Rises with autumn's moon Oh ominously Chilly air above our heads Where there ghosts may be In its hiding spot The creature worries about The spiders below
Save the piles of earth that hold their bones
By Thomas Page Golden Shovel WC Bryant "The Prairies" Save the piles of earth that hold their bones" An evening painted with moonlight bright save A lone graveyard hidden by glen and the Kudzu o'er telephone wire, piles Of history lay to rest for now. Of Saints, Sinners, and inbetweeners in earth Buried hold the … Continue reading Save the piles of earth that hold their bones
Tommy Haiku #83
By Thomas Page A church made of bones An ossuary is what is left for heaven A bowl of candy With a witchy hand; Tricks for Trick-or-Treaters
Tommy Haiku #81-82
By Thomas Page The wave pool declines Into undulating tides Made by old machines The age old question For horticulturalists: Is this plant or weed?
Tommy Haiku #77-80
By Thomas Page Riding on Metro Traveling in reverse and Ignoring all else The faint amber glow Illuminates the murky Train; constantly dusk Thousands of people Riding side-by-side on trains Without single word Summertime in the City where skyscrapers shade Countless mobile things
Tommy Haiku #73-76
by Thomas Page Erikson has eight Stages, a Jacqués from "As You Like It" Shakespeare Monsieur Piaget, I need to find le mot juste For this final exam Mi abuelo lee Mi poesía porque mi Madre los adora Whether chapeau or Beret, I still won't pay five Hundred plus for it
Tommy Haiku #72
By Thomas Page Lone Cypress on a rock Over the Monterey Bay; A symbolist's dream
Tommy Haiku #71
by Thomas Page Riding on Metro Traveling in reverse and Ignoring all else
Tommy Haiku #70
By Thomas Page The tailor working under duress has a crown of headaches a lot
