The breath of fresh air,
I inhale into my lungs,
Brings me thankful joy.
©Rick Wyman 8/16/24
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Poems
Haiku
Cramping in my hand
I recall my weathered past
Grasping memories.
(c) Rick Wyman 5/22/24
Haiku
Dandelion fluff
Follows yellow dots in green
Spring lawns awaken.
(c) Rick Wyman 5/8/24
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Blossoms fill the trees
Petals sprinkled on the ground
Empty twigs grow fruit.
(c) Rick Wyman 5/14/24
Poem, Yesterday and Tomorrow
The bountiful days of summer,
Reaching to pull the shades of autumn.
While the tie back curtains,
Lay open to the sun’s longer rays.
Each second of warmth,
Matters to all who awaken.
Deep breaths and smiles,
Cherishing the memories.
Longer days, car rides, wet feet and towels.
Leaves falling and landing,
Like post-it notes on green grass,
Each a reminder of times spent,
And what to enjoy about days ahead.
(C) Rick Wyman 10, 17, 2023
Poem, Acquaintance of the Moon
Night fell hours ago.
I watched and searched for the moon.
It lay behind a layer of clouds,
Giving some light,
As if to nod a shy hello.
I recognized its welcoming acknowledgement to my gaze.
My smile was genuine,
As it always is,
While greeting a friendly warmth.
I miss the moon when it shrinks and disappears,
Too late for me to join its company.
I look forward to our meeting next time it shows
A happy light on my horizon.
(c) Rick Wyman 12:47 am Saturday
Poem, I Choose To Be Here
Though death has sought me
Several times at least.
I’ve prevailed as my will has possessed my strength
I’ve not let death decide my end,
While my decisions, and God
Have provided me a home on earth.
The distance to heaven is but a blink or Continue reading
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