Poetry is a way of expressing emotions, putting out opinions, and reflecting on the world around us. This month, April, is poetry month! To celebrate I’ve written a few Haikus and short poems. ‘
A Haiku
By Jess ThomphsonThe future is fast The present seems slow to start And the past is missed Ten years old we smiled The reality of life Hidden from our eyes
Thoughts
By Jess ThomphsonThe people talk Voices hidden under the rushing water muffled words choked and stolen Drops of syllables slipping through desperate fingers Only for them to fall to the ground A puddle of hope sinking into the floor An exploding heat bursting from the sun Clouds forming and a crack of thunder snaps the silence Rain pouring down Impossible to ignore
Little Hands
By Jess ThomphsonLittle hands reach out for the sun Eyes shining as they laugh For they can’t hear the voices saying it’s impossible to reach Little hands reach further and further Their eyes see galaxies and worlds in the rays of the sun They see a hope Little hands grow up The suns blistering heat burning their skin Glowing heat burning their eyes Tears fall down their face The cool waters pouring down to soothe their burnsLittle hands hesitate A vengeful glare in their eyes But the sun meant no harm It’s burning rays continue to swirl And little hands grown big and strong Reach up again Because the little hands never stopped And they grabbed the sun from the sky
Funeral
By Jess ThomphsonThere will be no roses at their funeral For the thorns could hurt those present There will be no black clothing at their funeral The color of life will not be erased There will be no speeches at their funeral Words cannot describe the feelings they have There will be no distant relatives at their funeral Strangers have no need to grieve There will be no photos at their funeral May the memory of the event be erased from your mind There will be no people at their funeral No one to cry in their name There will be no memory of them at their funeral There will be no reason to mourn There will be no funeral for them For they fear the pain it would cause those they love