Crimson Petals

dahlia butterfly
A butterfly alights on crimson petals.
It gingerly steps and rustles the flower.
The wings flutter to expose orange and white.
It joins the blossoms in a daily ritual.

I was lucky to be standing by.
The day was busy as I searched for employment.
My panic contrasted with the happy insect.
The cooperative flower spread an aura of peace.
I walked away softly to not disturb the scene.

The butterfly took aloft as I left.
It flew up to the sun and vanished.
As the afternoon faded, the flower slowly closed.
They share an ancient pattern.
I am happy to understand the ways of nature.

W. Wayne B.


Kindle poetry chapbook: Journey Through a Garden

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© 2015 W. Wayne B.
Original image: dahlia butterfly. By jmehre [Image license]

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My Heart is Alive

Love takes two

Love takes two


My heart is alive with love today.
I long to share it with a special friend.
Can I show that my yearning runs deep?

I strive to paint a poem with my emotions.
I retrieve my pen and start to write.
Although the words flow slowly,
I continue on to win the challenge.

As night approaches I feel tired and rest.
I fill with joy as I close my eyes.

I will be complete when he returns.

W. Wayne B.


Kindle poetry chapbook: Journey Through a Garden

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© 2015 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Love takes two. By Bethan [Image license]

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A Middle Time

lake and mountain
The dark night melted into familiar colors.
For a moment, a belt of orange filled the sky.
A brilliant star wakes me for the new day.
The midnight black has transitioned to blue.

As I wait, the sky returns to black again.
I hope to see one more dawn.
I’m marking the hours as I drift away.
I pause and my eyes close briefly.

The mountains ahead form a jagged horizon.
A surging dreamer climbs the tallest peak.
I see myself passing the limits of time.
A subtle light prepares me for the coming day.

W. Wayne B.


Kindle poetry chapbook: Journey Through a Garden

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© 2015 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Lac Blanc, Mont Blanc. By javi.velazquez [Image license]

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Day and Night

Morning Has Broken
The day was growing long.
Night approached quickly again.
The sun fought to continue shining.
The earth turned away and the darkness grew.
Twilight faded and the sun was lost again.

The world spins round and round.
Daylight was defeated one more time.
It persists to fight a dark enemy.
It loses the battles, but holds on tightly to hope.

My words to share are shallow.
My sympathy is wasted as I stammer.
I hold fast to my faith and wait.
Then, in the morning, I greet the day with love.

W. Wayne B.


Kindle poetry chapbook: Journey Through a Garden

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© 2015 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Morning Has Broken. By BlueRidgeKitties [Image license]

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Reactions

lookıng ƒor a planε oƒ dεsırancε . .
What would I do when she came to the door?
Could I wear a broad, confident smile?

I searched for the perfect words.
I wanted to give a good impression.

She arrived with a calm, elegant beauty.
Her inner strength filled my heart with confidence.

I can’t remember my first faltering words.
What I planned to say fell to the floor unspoken.

Perhaps I found her intimidating.
My flaws led me to fear disgrace.

Now, every visit has become a joyful memory.
What seemed like weaknesses have been reformed.

My anxiety fled into a vanishing fog.
I am glad that I can smile at all our memories.

W. Wayne B.


Kindle poetry chapbook: Journey Through a Garden

Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb

© 2015 W. Wayne B.
Original image: lookıng ƒor a planε oƒ dεsırancε . .. By Jef Safi [Image license]

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A Tiny Forest

Angeles Forest Highway
Long ago, I left the city.

I searched for a home to love.
I found a deserted corner far away.

I have let my tiny forest grow.
I want to know the sounds around me.
My wooded range has many mysteries.

I need to learn natural wisdom.
Can I be relevant and contribute more?
The oaks and maples grow taller.
My tiny results have made me humble.

W. Wayne B.


Kindle poetry chapbook: Journey Through a Garden

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© 2015 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Angeles Forest Highway. By Patrick [Image license]

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The Weather

Angel Cloud
The weather this evening is pleasant.
Clouds glide through the sky on a breeze.
The fading light never dampens my spirits.

When I find weather wondrous like today,
I begin to notice all the beauty around me.

Every day increases my joy for living.

W. Wayne B.


Kindle poetry chapbook: Journey Through a Garden

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© 2015 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Angel Cloud. By Nicolas Raymond [Image license]

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