Piggybacking on my previous “Spring haiku,” here is another spring-related haiku. Nurturing flowersGreet with convivialityBees rush to their sweets Let me know what you think!Thanks for reading!Travis Travis J. McRoy 2021 All Rights Reserved
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A Haiku, The Rain
I just thought of this haiku last night as I was staring out my office window. I could see lightning in the distance and a little rumble of thunder. Shortly after the lightning, it started to rain. Taps on the rooftopLightning dances with vengeanceThe clouds start to weep Let me know what you think!Thanks forContinue reading “A Haiku, The Rain”
A Haiku, Spring
I planned to share this haiku as it got closer to spring, but with the warmer temps, I can’t resist. Snow-covered roof capThe Earth adjusts positionSad birds start to sing Let me know what you think!Thanks for reading!Travis Travis J. McRoy 2021 All Rights Reserved
A Haiku, The Bats
I was working outside last summer, and nightfall was coming. Where I live, there are some large boulders on the side of the hills that pretty much serve as caves. While I was loading my wheelbarrow, I heard a collective sound of chirps, so I stopped to listen. It was a giant swarm of batsContinue reading “A Haiku, The Bats”
A Haiku, The Storm
Here I go with another try at a haiku! Distant thunderclapStorm carried by wicked windsThe restless cows stir Let me know what you think!Thanks for reading!Travis Travis J. McRoy 2021 All Rights Reserved
A Poem, Prodigal Son
This is an abbreviated narrative poem I put together a while ago. It focuses on the return of a prodigal son, and I use that term loosely. I may change its title to “The Son Has Returned.” –Please feel free to share your thoughts on this. Anyway, it is more of a modern take onContinue reading “A Poem, Prodigal Son”
A Poem, Cast No Shadow
I put this poem together a few months ago. This chronicles a person struggling with his sanity, but we soon learn why at the end of the poem. The person casts no shadow, and it is really beginning to wear him down mentally. The sun stares at me like an accusing eyeThe moon by happenstance,Continue reading “A Poem, Cast No Shadow”
A Poem, The Lonely Zombie
I wrote this at the height of the zombie craze. I figured I would unleash it on the world at some point, and then I misplaced it and completely forgot about it. I finally found it a few minutes ago. The living run from me in fearI stagger because I’m starvingI let out a strainContinue reading “A Poem, The Lonely Zombie”
Experience Nature’s Majesty to Clear Your Mind
Writing can be a grueling process, as we all know. The subject matter, content, and the overall quality of writing all suffer if we suffer mentally. Finding a happy place for meditation becomes a staple for anyone pursuing a writing career. For the longest time, working out was an excellent release for me and helpedContinue reading “Experience Nature’s Majesty to Clear Your Mind”
A Compassionate Quote, Kiss the Ground and Be Reunited
“You long to be reunited with your loved ones. It’s understandable. If you are in dire need of their touch, kiss the ground, for that is where they have returned.” When I wrote this dialogue for a female protagonist, Genevieve Riley, I immediately started going through my resources to see where I have heard itContinue reading “A Compassionate Quote, Kiss the Ground and Be Reunited”
A Quote, and a Peek Behind the Curtain of My Creative Process
As I continue my writing, I like to peruse my previous entries looking for potential advertising type of material. I found this little nugget of dialogue from a unique character with an interesting perspective: “I’d rather be using this wood to start a campfire or build a home, not use it to make a coffin.Continue reading “A Quote, and a Peek Behind the Curtain of My Creative Process”
The Poem and The Painting
I figured I’d share another poem that I feel relates to reality and true love. In my novel Curse of The Walking Man, the protagonist found the short poem below from his ancestor on the back of a painting. The painting encapsulated a frozen moment between two soulmates (his ancestors). While we’re happy or weary,Continue reading “The Poem and The Painting”
What’s Your Motivation?
For the cursed town in my novel, a small brazen group formed to help fend off the antagonist. Every night, they would put themselves in danger to protect the civilians. For them, it was a hard transition, going from living a carefree life to an ingredient in a devil’s soup. At any moment, The WalkingContinue reading “What’s Your Motivation?”
A Poem and The Seed of Thoughts
It’s hard to believe that this little doggerel style poem turned into a Twenty Chapter Novel for me: The Walking Man: He walks up and down the streets at night,Protected from the daylight.He feeds on the soul’s fright,So, don’t get in his sight.He wants what you have that being your soul,His favorite thing to doContinue reading “A Poem and The Seed of Thoughts”
A Painting of a Person Represents a Tableau of Reality
A painting of a person represents a tableau of the reality of a life, or lives, that currently exist or existed previously. The textured canvas holds the aspirations of the figures within that frozen moment. Timeless, the painting connects generations to life, a vision, or a world that once was. When I came up withContinue reading “A Painting of a Person Represents a Tableau of Reality”