Haiku: Cascading Words

The following haiku was inspired by a friend, poet and author Michele Lee Sefton, relating to her writers retreat in the Cascades…

A pen in the pines
Poetic vision sublime
Heartstrings into lines

© 2021 Phil Perkins


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Poem

A Distant Time

Before I go
I’ll skip a stone
Rings counted in the wake

Look back and smile
Before I go
Reflections on the lake

The time has come
Beyond the fields
My journey starts today

No wish to wait
The time has come
Forthwith and underway…

A house of clouds
Above the hill
Its door propped open wide

I say my prayers
Then cross my heart
Up stairs, to step inside

© 2021 Phil Perkins


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First Poem Published

I’d like to offer a special word of thanks to Gabriela Marie Milton. She’s a wonderful poet and I encourage you to visit her site and read her work. She’s also the Editor at MasticadoresUSA, featuring both poetry and short stories, where this morning I had my first poem published. So, stop by for a visit when you can to enjoy this creative web site!


Two Hearts

She found her heart one day beneath an old sweater
That was lost in the attic of her yesteryear
Collecting dust of memories long forgotten
She took it back for want of love that she found pure

Across the sea
4000 miles
Another heart did beat

In a young man
Whose love for her
Would make their lives complete

Together they would rule the world
Two hearts, one love entwined
To share this blessing they have found
Heaven on earth, defined

Holding hands in the park
sipping wine after dark
They were married last spring

Now, they live happily by the ocean in a unique home which he built out of several shipping containers. She’s a thriving romance novelist, writing from her office which opens to a courtyard garden, in the center of their house. Together, they share stories in real time – a day in the lives of two dreamers who took a chance to embrace true love.

© 2021 Phil Perkins


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Poem: Water Always Wins

Reflecting to reconcile the passage of time
An artful adaptation before young eyes
I set aside distractions of the digital world
Choosing instead to carry a wooden walking stick and canteen
Traversing what were once elevated peaks
Dense rock now carved into gorges
The jagged, sharp edges refined and smooth underfoot
Warmed in the flow of nature
Water always wins.

© 2021 Phil Perkins

Photography prints available.

A Precious Soul

Calmly pouring a dab of sugar-water into her hand, I watched as she positioned it under a ray of morning sunlight.

It glistened as I listened to the sound of a faint fluttering, slowly growing stronger.

Soon, a hummingbird appeared, pausing briefly to glance my way before proceeding to drink from her palm, thirsty and trusting.

From a precious soul, precious love emanated from her eyes in sharing and caring for this small, delicate creature.

I’d never seen a bird smile before that day, and I’ll always treasure the beauty in her eyes – a joy in my heart.

© 2021 Phil Perkins


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Poem In Response

After reading “Man, am I dreaming?” – a comedic poem about household chores, by poet Michele Lee – I wrote this response:

Provocative and productive
With a sense of humor intact

Doing dishes and the laundry
For sharing we time – that’s a pact.

© 2021 Phil Perkins


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Poem of Friendship

And so it came to be
Through chance or destiny
That we would meet and become friends.

The best times have begun
To share laughter and fun
Let’s hope our friendship never ends.

© 2021 Phil Perkins


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Poem of Dreaming

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Some may say she’s perfect
She’ll tell you otherwise
Aware that she has faults
There’s no need for disguise

Her shy smile and brown eyes
Each melt my heart away
Plus, an inner beauty
She’s more than just okay

The time to share is now
While in the Spring of life
And were my wish fulfilled
Come Fall, she’d be my wife

Yes, I know I’m dreaming
Though hope to see the light
Thinking of her daily
And wanting what feels right

Of course, a few things would need to change. For starters, it certainly would be nice if she’d remove my name from being blacklisted on her site at WordPress. It would also be charitable if my emails were no longer filtered into her trash bin. And, on occasion, she could use Twitter to read some of the messages & comments I’ve left for her. Perhaps, as an act of goodwill, she might like a single post on my web site…sometime. Lastly, if she would refrain from associating my name with the term ‘devil’ – I think that would be helpful, too. Barring these few exceptions, the future looks bright!!!

Yes, I know I’m dreaming.

© 2021 Phil Perkins