Little boy entranced
stares in his sandbox
eager ants
~
tickled, he giggles
reaching up to scratch his face
caterpillar smiles.
© Cheryl-Lynn ’14/07/16
Carpe Diem 516,(Issa) Skylight
Poetry ~ Waka
Little boy entranced
stares in his sandbox
eager ants
~
tickled, he giggles
reaching up to scratch his face
caterpillar smiles.
© Cheryl-Lynn ’14/07/16
Carpe Diem 516,(Issa) Skylight


Pink is bright
it seems to smile
catch the light
and all the while
dispels vigour
it seems to me
although I’m blue
all the way through
and lots of friends
do love their pink
so here I wink
an ode for them
who love to sink
in love and joy
with brilliant pink.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/14
(haiku)
Seeking paradise
butterfly flutters
burgeoning blossom
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/03/16
It’s that time of year when I get the itch. You know it reminds me a bit of the 7 year itch ( but not the deception itch) it has more to do with getting in touch with self, loving self and others as well. Just weeks before springtime, you long for romance, being in someone’s arms…those warm sensual budding feelings are simmering, ready to burst. Itching to daydream, love, fall in love, feel loved…soft silky petals of flora give that feeling as well as their scent … tantalizing and mesmerizing.
I am located in colder climates, so the flowers have not quite started budding, the trees are totally barren and as we look at snow here and there, I reminisce of what Mother Nature has in store for her humble human minions…soon.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/03/16
On my way to work today
I listened to the music play
gazing here, admiring there,
reflecting shades from trees
sky looked aquamarine.
Got to parc Alphonse Lépine
saw a girl seated on a bench
so tranquil, calm and serene
admiring nature and listenin’
to music she had on her mp-3.
Hair beholdin’ deep pink hues
looked like it been dipped in fruits
like Pomegranate or raspberry,
looked funky, cool and trendy.
Unusual, yes, but her calm nature
pulled it off quite, nearly elegant!
seemed tall and slim of stature
when I got closer, she grinned.
I asked her if I could take
a photo of her, which just might
inspire me to write.

Her eyes widened, impressed,
flattered , she sat up straight
so she could properly partake
“click” the snapshot did take.
That sure made my day
I really have to say
I walked to work with a goofy smile
I had not really felt
like this in quite a while.
People who are kind and considerate
to a perfect stranger like me in a park,
warm my heart that the city didn’t rob
their genuine kindness away,
or harden them in any way.
Being a small town gal like me
I thrive on human kindness, Don’t you?
This now, restores my faith in humanity.
© Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, originally written October 2, 2013
Photo credits: Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, 2013 – Parc Alphonse Télésphore-Lepine, Montreal, Qc.,
It seems like yesterday
‘twas only Sunday
and here we are
already Wednesday
Time flies away!
And such summery
glorious balmy days!
if only it could pass
slower and relaxed
I’d sit in the park
with pen in hand
and let my muse
soak up the land.
Such beauty
takes my breath away!
It seems like yesterday
‘twas only Sunday
and here we are
already Wednesday
time just flew away!
©Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, originally written October 2, 2013
Photo credit: Cheryl-Lynn Roberts 2013
Autumn leaves
that flock the trees
parks are mixed
with season’s pics.
Oh dear I’ll soon be late
but this just, cannot wait
Click click, the yellow leaves
Change is here, I do believe.
I look above, the firmament hue
which forms a splindid backdrop
provides an artist his canvas – blue
Mother nature smiles at her milieu.
Autumn leaves
that flock the trees
parks are mixed
with season`s pics.
© Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, originally written September 26, 2013
Photo credits: Cheryl-Lynn Roberts 2013