Santa's Break

Santa is a jolly man in a suit of red has a list he is checking it twice on this Christmas Eve night
He is in the holiday spirit through out this room so bright out on the lawn lies a blanket of snow in white
A beautifull tall Christmas tree decorated with lights glowing
There's pretty packages with ribbons and bows
Santa is going on his trip the children are nestle in their bed with rosey cheeks they had covered their nose
Santa's break he sit in his favorite chair and he is thinking of his long sliegh ride this year the night ahead
Upon the house top he flies until he is out of sight as he calls a merry Christmas to all there nothing to dread

Moon Tanka Poem

Silent sleepy moon
Draping mother earth in twi_light
Night watcher dreaming
The spirit of angel's adrift
Through the frosty halo mist

Tanka Challenge Poem

Cold wintery season
A northern wind whisphering snow
Cozy fire flickering
White snowy clouds painting earth
Brushing flakes on window pane


(c)Johanna Fields 12/15/07

Ice Haiku

Ice land hypnolize
Glamorizing glisten trees
In crystal stillness


(c)Johanna Fields 12/16/07

Thanksgiving Haiku

Laboring fall harvests
Family bountiful feast
Thanksgiving riches

A Country Life

It was a simple life with family out on the farm
Hard working of daily chore in the big old barn
A red wagon was transportation for trips to town
Country living with pair of mules the best around

A landmark of a covered bridge in a wooden gray
The tree line river banks with it water flows astray
With the mules in harness of their best side by side
Sunday outing on a road less travel for a wagon ride

The crops and gardens has it’s yield for each season
There’s a county fair comes to town for a fun reason
A labor of a good harvest that in rich a persons soul
In a country life has a charm of memories long ago

Through the eyes of a child

Mystery Eyes All children has wishes and dream to come true here at Christmas time
Through the eyes of a child can be fascinated at what comes to mind
On Christmas Eve wanting Santa to appear it's their farvorite time of the hoilday year
Mystery eyes tell their own Chirstmas story wanting Santa to leave all boys and girls a toy
A smile to bring them laughter with a snow of white on Christmas day for their eyes to see
Through the eyes of a child to watch them grow little friends with love and full energy tries learn so

Beauty Bestow

Through God’s spirit of love you are in the palms of his hand
The master has taken you to your new home in glory land
There’s greener pasture you’ll walk into the fields of clover
From the shadows of life into the promise land to walkover

Let peace be still ever lasting as the deep blue water flows
In beauty bestow through the darkness of it’s light all a glow
A loving God has lifted your soul into a journey far beyond
You’re earthly days are gone an angel sing a melody of a song

Imagine the rose and it’s petals upon vine has love to endeavor
Through this grace of our great creator we shall live for ever
Thou God give a promise in an artistic rainbow after the rain
You are smiling now as our Lord has taken away all your pain

In a soft whisper through the cloudy sky the wind it will speak
You’re an angel up above earth upon the high mountain peaks
The sun is shining upon earth like velvet in golden feather
An elegant dew of kisses here on earth in the morning weather
©Johanna Fields 10/30//07

Mystery Tale (Eve of Halloween)

Through the dark bad scary Eve of Halloween night
Death wishes of Hattie spirit yet to be seem in the sight
She flies upon her broom off in the woods at moon light
Her ugly face and tooth less grin with a hat so bright

The mystery tale is told of humane flesh loves it to eat
Her spooky looks with blood thirsty taste is her treat
Nine lives of her old cat is after your heart and soul
Eve of Halloween hungry bloody strain meet her goal

A haunt house upon the hill top is a place she calls home
With all her old creatures so the old witch is never alone
Through the dark woods she will fly to catch her prey
Hattie would rattle in a sing song voice of words to say

The old witch got her name Hattie by the spell she cast
Stories of witch craft and ghost sighting from out her past
Hattie came from a tuff line of old witches over the years
She love to frighten real people on Halloween far and near

©Johanna Fields

The Valley of God's Creation

It’s fall shade of elegant colors that is all aglow
These October days are peaceful in an art deco
An old gray barn with it’s weather beaten path
The tree has hanging bird feeders and a bird bath

An old round silo has seen it’s better days of grain
Upon the sides of the mountain is a tree line range
There is the call of wild so bountiful running free
Through the beauty of earth soft of mellow breeze

The valley of God’s creation as it was mean to be
There’s horizon of day break as far as you can see
A journey that beckons visitor who needs to dream
Leading to a land that charm the eye it will seem

Beneath the nightly sky where the sun has awaken
A beautiful view a the love of the heart so breath taken
Barn loft where once was alive with children at play
This place bring lots memories of those youthful days

(c)Johanna Fields 10/21/07

Fall Haiku

Color splash of fall
Leafy chatter in the wind
Voices enchanting earth
Johanna Fields10/17/07

"Eve of Fall" Tanka Poem

Glowing eve of fall
Halo around mellow moon
Frosty earth below
October's seasonal changes
Awaiting indian summer

Couplet Poem

Angry words becomes a power tool as tears flows
Secretly hidding behind wounds from heavy blows

Heart Haiku

Echoes of the heart
Beckon your spirit of love
Soul tiny mircales

Autumn Morning Tanka Poem

Morning is yawning
Sleepy eyes navigating
Autumn day stretching
Window open sun arising
Soft breeze hugging silky sheets

Jesse

Jesse bright eyes his hair as golden as the sun
Who loves spider man and act like him in fun
A cape over his shoulder he tries to fly the sky
He a big boy going to preschool he is not shy

A surprise of his favorite snack are cup cakes
Grandma bake her recipes then a trip to the lake
Riding a horse and chasing the chickens and ducks
Oh, Jesse loves to play with his big yellow truck

There are special friends that lives up the street
See Jesse at the table with a icing can for a treat
Grandma bake cakes, pies cookies for me to eat
Jesse love music he is always dancing to the beat

Autumn Time

The fall mums in multi-colors are all in full bloom
Through the frosty nights is a quite harvest moon
Upon this sleepy earth welcomes a twi-light glow
Under neath the sky twinkle autumns light below

The pumpkins are nestle in the patch upon the vine
Late September days a chill in the air at autumn time
Down-to-earth the leaves are parading to the ground
Listen to the music of the bird they are flying around

A light autumn rain falls to end the dusty days of summer
All the bears shall get ready for the long winter slumber
A cold winter blast will be in air from the old north pole
The white snow flakes are dancing in a drownward scroll
(c)Johanna Fields

It's A Cowboy Dream

The cattle ranch land was so wild rugged and rough
It's the life of this cowboy to show his great pride
Through all kinds of weather they ride wild like the
Wind at round up time he was on his horse name Slide

Upon the long dusty trail over each side of the mountains
They herd all the cattle through the whispering tall trees
Often they would make quick stops at a pond to rest at
In the heat of a days work for each other to be carefree

The sun rise of morning there was a beautiful reflections in
The water of the sky above there is this rocky creek stream
There’s two coke cooling for later in the day for mid evening
Refreshing rest stop could be a visit of nature wild to be seen

Oh it’s a cowboys dream in the land of cattle country that he
Loves the wide open places of the tumble weeds of thing to do
Dress in his cowboy style of rawhide and his roping gear there’s
Fences are to be mended cattle branding and lot's hay baling too

© Johanna Fields

"Season"Quote

The four season of the year bring countless blessing
from God's creation to flourish love for mother earth
(c)Johanna Fields
08/18/07

"Summer Storm" Tanka Poem

Mid night summer storm
Angel hanging threads of lighting
Thunder down casting low
Spiral refreshing rain fall
Soaking into crackling earth

(c)Johanna Fields 08/17/07

Blending Togther

Blending Together A poem is an art of creative poetry writing
About love nature and life through a poets words
Poetry can be an open book for a writer to make
rhyming lines that are welcome to be heard

Dreams are to be awaken of it’s verse’s from
the heart for their love for poetry that spirit of the soul
Darken is the pathway sometimes that leads control
Into the mind for the wonders of writer’s block of old

Through the thought to come to light like an angel
In the night flying the hopes of tomorrow
Bring magic words up on your dreamy pillow
Some poems carry tear drops and others bring sorrow.

Blending together words of line after line in form a poem
Like the sun shine in your future of the poet’s hand
The wind whispers through the tree tops so high
As you turn pages of poetry it goes into other lands. © Johanna Fields 8-16-07

Sun Rise Haiku

Dream land awaken

Cloud number nine floats with wings

Sun rise pillow soft

Rain Haiku

Lighting echoes sky

A thunder storm whispering wind

Clouds awaken rain

(Farmer crops are in need of rain)
(c)Johanna Fields

"Romantic Date" Couplet

In a frosty evening of sparkling

fallen snow flakes of pearly white

A romantic date through a lovers

scroll in the havenly moon light

(c) Johanna Fields

Life's Memories

Memories are made can fall like shattered dreams
Setting in the corner of our busies minds
Tries to relive the past to remember few of life thing
needs to take a travel way back through time

Our road of life’s memories are always so very
welcome they fill the spirit of our hearts
Love relate to a fine memories like a wandering
Jew that’s weave in many different parts

A fruitful maize of the mind holds deep into our
soul of our great master never to be resentful
It create our righteous journey for active thoughts
as one think over the years of a life live full
(c) Johanna Fields 08/05/07

Haiku

Hue hays of the sun
Hazy halo over earth
Honey wheat fields grows

08/03/07

'Beauty' - A Couplet

Thou He can unfold the art of the rose to it's prefection
With the love in one's heart holds a beautiful connection

©Johanna Fields 07/19/2007

Attic Treasures

Our home stood tall the upstairs was a place to pretend
Sisters acting all grown up learned to be very best friends
A happy visit we would make ourselves for things to discover
The year seems to pass playing real dress-up for us to uncover

The hidden cove over the stair we found reasons to dress up
There we had tea time in beautiful desert rose antique cups
The old victora would play along while we listen and sing
The two story house brought much love with those old things

The arch shape window was so bright in the warm summer light
With all the suitcase we daydreamed lots of wonderful sights
Once in a while I see sister as a bride with pearls of white
In the cove was a refuge when the chores were done we be quiet

Even today we think of the days that we had our future plans
Think of all those old things that went through so many hands
They give us many pleasures and treasures brings to our mind
There's a get together among our memories we go back in time

(c) Johanna Fields 07/20/2007

The Mystic Moon

 

In the splendor of the mystic moon
Of it’s lovely beauty shinning down
The old man face is so spectacular
Does he have a smile or a frown?

There is a heavenly mood through
The night to catch a falling star
To wish upon a lighted star as
It twinkle diamonds from afar

In our world of different moons
Quarter half and whole will appear
In the nightly sky so lovely through
Gods crowning glory is always near

As the earth shine over the moon struck
The shadow cast its moon beams glows
There the beauty of the lighted sky
Spread its love to the sleepy night below
©Johanna Fields04/17/06

Quote

~A lifetime of winkles was worth living so gracefully
as they brought beauty with age~

© Johanna Fields, 07/13/2007

The Arch Of Wonder

The looks of angry dark clouds are floating high
With lightning and thunder that echos in the sky
The fall of raindrops making puddles in the dirt
Sunshine shines a time or two on Mother Earth

An arch of wonder tells a story that we know
There's a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
The lakes reflection shows a peak of the sun
The hidden valley God's creation for everyone

The Lord's promise is His symbol of His great love
A mystery of it's beauty to glow from up above
The multi colors are a path through the twighlight
Green grass hides its nature into an enchanted sight

©Johanna Fields, July 10th 2007

Stormy nightly dream
Breathlessly awakening
Unique shadows form
Wind dances among moon light
Push clouds of lacey curtain
(C)Johanna Fields 07/03/07

A Touch Of Love

Each lovely butterfly they seem to be
Floating together in the summertime sun
A joy to watch in their magic in a parade
Of colors to spread their wings one by one

In the meadow there's a field of clover
Is a smell of sweet clover in the air
In flight over the flowers of blossoms
The butterflies has wings with the flair

There's a story to tell for welcome visitors
Of a sightseeing tour through a nature's walk
Watch a butterfly changing from cocoon to flight
It's a pleasure for us to see them as beauty talks

In the summertime breeze the butterflies are under
The blue of the skies as the sun shines from above
In God's greatest creation of all his living things
In his wonders with the welcome touch of love

(c) Johanna Fields

Broken Dreams

A lonely bride stood still in her very own daydream
Tears fall silent inside her heart with pain to scream
In a dress of white the moment was here of her dream
The wedding palace she stands in a lonesome scene

She's a mystery bride she holds within her vows to be said
A misty sky in foggy blue through these things she dread
Where was he? The love of her life was nowhere inside
In waiting for this day to wear the beautiful dress of white

The organ is playing the wedding march a melody of love
The beautiful sad bride she had second thoughts thereof
This day at the altar was different, she just wanted to die
Her own world had crumbled , so she needed to run and hide

Waits for soil planting
Stored all winter in closet
Paper poke budding

Stored all winter
Haiku:
(C) Johanna Fields
03/15/07

Katuata Poem

Life's relationship
Couple happiness long term
Years of hope and dreams

Raising family
Growing old with togetherness
Been love at frist sight?

Summer Tree House

Summer Tree House

Up high in the mountain nestle our summer
Tree house a loft it's our get away
In God great country a special view of its land-
Scape so peace full in it’s own way
Our tree house was build in hidden valley
Of so many beautiful tree so tall
The charming wicker chairs welcome visitor
To bird watch hear the call of the wild
In the middle of the river stream and it’s valley
So deep as the sun is adorn in it's love
To rest with coffee and a favorite book and
Listen to the beautiful mourning dove
There’s hope and dreams up here in these
Mountain in the sky of mid night blue
In the warmth of the fresh breeze flowing
Before gentle rain falls like dew

©Johanna Fields