Monday, August 24, 2020

Father

 Each day that I
 grow beyond
 the age that you
 were is the strangest
 day I will ever know.


Each day
that I grow
beyond the age
that you were
is the strangest day
I will ever know.


Every day

I

grow older than

You

is the strangest day 

I will ever know.


©  2020 James Eric Watkins


Friday, August 21, 2020

 Poetry is our life force, teaching us to befriend the pain.

                                             James Eric Watkins 

Monday, August 17, 2020

The Evolution of a Single Haiku

a complex tale
told on surface
of still water

complex tales told
on the surface
of still water

A thousand words
ripple away:
once still water

Gazing down upon
reflections: Once still water
tells quite a story.

Gazing down upon
my reflection in water:
far from short story.

A complex story
Is told in my reflection
On once still water.

 


©2020 James Eric Watkins

Friday, August 14, 2020

 

Will We Ever See
What Is Making The Shadows
Upon The Cave Wall?


©2020 James Eric Watkins