In honor of National Haiku Day…
Sunshine on my face
Sweet summer kisses my lips
Tastes like warm honey
~Monica R. Ashbaugh
In honor of National Haiku Day…
~Monica R. Ashbaugh
I Am Sinking
By Monica R. Ashbaugh, 2/10/18
I am sinking
In the mire of life
Being pulled down
To the depths
Of my heartbreak
Trapped in a bog
Of my own despair
With no way to save me
Because no one knows
I am there.
By Monica R. Ashbaugh, 9/29/17
Bestow on me
the peace of a cow
grazing in pasture,
The serenity of a cat
basking in sunlight,
The calm of a pond
with sleeping fish.
Let me dwell
in this moment
and savor
this breath of life.
by Monica R. Ashbaugh, 9/2017
I write poems
But I’m not a poet
I am a creator of unspoken thought
I paint
But I am not an artist
I am a crafter of wordless soul
When the words escape me
I summon the image on canvas
and when the tears escape me
I seek the silent voice in poem.
I love haiku. I was pleased to discover that it is National Haiku
Tree dappled sunlight
Rumbling of distance thunder
Rain clouds drifting in.
~MRA, 4/17/17
Rain tumbled in sheets.
Wind sheared through like ocean waves
While cows complained.
~Monica R. Ashbaugh, 4/17/17
Holy Man,
Hush,
Come,
Sit at my knee
And let me share with you the gospel.
There is no counsel wiser than the wind.
There is no truth greater than birdsong
There is no baptism purer than rain.
There is no host sweeter than communion of summer blackberries
There is no Light more radiant than the Sun nor glorious than the night sky.
There is no cathedral holier than the forest