Roger Ewing's Blog

Readers of my poetry have asked if I have any additional haiku to share.  As a result, I have posted this piece, which is obviously not real haiku.  But, it is original and very representative of my sense of humor.  I hope you have some fun with it.  Enjoy. // 49 Syllable Haiku This winter [...]

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mysterious mist

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Snow is a coffin

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Quietly inscribe your enchanted heart
like a simple tattoo
on the shoulder of God.

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Electricity loses the will to live in winter time.

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// Melting Snow Melting snow lies hollow-eyed and ill tempered. Staring up at the sun. How foolish was the snow? To have wasted its precious life waiting for winter. Copyright © by Roger Patrick Ewing, all rights reserved.

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// The Rainbow Repairman For Mrs Alphabet Who’s up early each and every morning patching up holes and fixing up old used rainbows? Buckets of paint filled with someday morning. It’s hard to explain but wishing for rain brings rainbows. The rainbow repairman weaving the sky in his loom. The rainbow repairman chasing the blues [...]

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// THE LAST SQUARE DANCE The square dance at Shamrock was an affair of the heart. Doomed to desertion. Now creaking doors and blowing sand sing country western at the Shamrock Club. One last square dance for Carl. When I first met Carl he was a different breed a quarter-man where a thoroughbred had been. [...]

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// Migrations In the meadows above timberline little rivers flow from melting snow on granite, looking not unlike the lights of town. Only jets fly here and trains of Canada geese going home. Silver wings turned gold from the days setting sun. Firing homeward through low pressure zones, dancing with each sweep of wings. Slipstreaming [...]

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