Filter CategoriesFilter - AllHaiku & Short PoemsLong Poems READ POEM Haiku #31 Poems by Billy Reed | Oct 12, 2016 No one walks this path she stands alone in the shade breaths turn to prayer READ POEM Haiku #30 Poems by Billy Reed | Oct 12, 2016 This august night smells of cut grass and slow rain mother sleeps on the porch READ POEM Haiku #29 Poems by Billy Reed | Oct 12, 2016 He walked the desert until it became bamboo soon a baby cried READ POEM Haiku #28 Poems by Billy Reed | Oct 12, 2016 His dog's grace erases with no words sung or spoken yesterday's rain READ POEM Haiku #27 Poems by Billy Reed | Oct 12, 2016 Beneath the low bridge asleep covered in kudzu perhaps beyond sleep READ POEM Haiku #26 Poems by Billy Reed | Oct 12, 2016 September sunlight two small boys sip their chocolate voices from upstairs READ POEM Haiku #25 Poems by Billy Reed | Oct 12, 2016 A small man still sleeps underneath his sister's porch wisterias bloom READ POEM Haiku #24 Poems by Billy Reed | Oct 12, 2016 Pink camellias mistaken for butterflies we meander home READ POEM Haiku #23 Poems by Billy Reed | Oct 12, 2016 On awakening he could recognize no trees thin men sweep the street READ POEM Short Poem #8 Poems by Billy Reed | Oct 12, 2016 She often awoke in mysterious places not knowing the trees or faces of those nearby once north of New Orleans READ POEM Haiku #22 Poems by Billy Reed | Oct 12, 2016 She prayed for a hat for her ears not to be cold she soon slept again READ POEM Haiku #21 Poems by Billy Reed | Oct 12, 2016 A celebration last night's full moon reappears breath becomes quiet Search Search for: Follow Me Haiku & Short Poems Haiku #8 She mediates Morning by morning, reading The psalms, asking... Short Poem #7 There is an infant seldom embraced or tended please go to... About the Author Billy Reed is a poet who lives in Midtown Memphis, Tennessee. Billy has spent his entire life living in... Keep Reading Advertisement Thoughts of Thanks READ POEM Thanks for a thin tanned lady Thanks also for a thin tanned lady; and small girls who seek to ascend her garden’s gate. for a brown faced boy soon to travel alone READ POEM Thanks also for children sounds Thanks also for children sounds singing in laughter somewhere unseen. for an injured neighbor able to listen READ POEM Thanks for breeze stirred ginkgo leaves Thanks again for breeze stirred ginkgo leaves adrift in silence to the sunlit sidewalk; and for a yellow lawn. for twin cousins READ POEM Thanks also for familiar faces Thanks also for familiar faces, for boys continually resembling uncle rex; who these seventy three years has remained in France; READ POEM Talk of aunt Lelia I walk the woods with daddy, holding baskets of fallen figs; gathered from the ground.