Of Age: A (double) Haiku

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What is your favorite genre of music?

My favorite music genre is sometimes opera — but, sometimes, not.
When one is born with a heightened sensory awareness, daily living feels like moving through the days and nights while smack dab in an opera that surprised you with its beginning and that also never ends. Everything is a drama king singing its story…asking for your attention and refusing to let you go. It’s serious and humorous, beautiful and exhausting.

We long for daylight
Did it revolt, walk away
And leave us, alone?

Darkness, and then — dawn!
We need not dread the minutes
‘fore our finest hour

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae, FieryPhotography.com

Old Van Man

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What’s the one luxury you can’t live without?

One luxury that I’ve been forced to live without, but still can’t seem to live without, is love.

Grey-green
Brazen
Giant of the decades
Liberated
My heart!

My heart, again
Now, broken
And the decades
The decades, green
Now, grey

Expectant: A Haiku

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What’s one small improvement you can make in your life?

Adding a fuchsia flower, tucked behind my ear — symbolizing I’m at peace — would be more than a small improvement in my life.

If I be sixty
‘Twas the Flower in my hair
The Peace in my path

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae, Fiery Photography LLC; “Woodruff”

Plymouth Court

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What is your career plan?

While I do not pretend to know the plan, I know the organizational structure…#Partnership, or bust.

I and Atlas
Recreate
Play away livelong day
Summon life to midnight

Atlas and I
Conqueror and Consecrated

And I
And Atlas
Plymouth, our rock
Shoulder together
A boundless road

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae, Fiery Photography; “Findings”

Here For It

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What are your favorite emojis?

My favorite emojis symbolize grit✅, light⚡️, commitment💞, and care👏🏻👏🏻.

Here
And, how the day demands
Me
Steadies my feet and hands

Light
It will not leave me sleep
Walk
Prove what night cannot keep

Hold
All that God’s plan entails
Life!
Complex and happy trails

Climate Change

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Describe a random encounter with a stranger that stuck out positively to you.

…that time Saint Logic showed up and I didn’t keep walking, tho’….

Hear, hurricane,
Once perfect calm
Find once again
The Summer balm

Such stormy sea
‘Tis all a lie
Follow the grace
Of the mind’s eye

Logic, the friend
Protectorate
Whose docent-light
Truth, bezel-set

Aegean green
Ambient air
And stalwart scent
Will find you there

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae, FieryPhotography.com, “Saint”

Lo!: A Haiku

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What book could you read over and over again?

Less of a mere book, and more of a sacred text, I do read The Bible over and over again — sherlock that I am.

It will be by fire

Becoming by burning, lo!

Refined…so, ready 

Video Credit: Lisa Mae, FieryPhotography.com;
Jenny Lake, Grand Teton National Park

Covered: A Haiku

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When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

When I was five years old, I wanted to be protected — both then, as well as when I grew up. God has seen to it. And, He’s provided poetry, too. ✅

What myst’ry am I

Shadow, that you and The Light

Join and wish to solve

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae, FieryPhotography.com; “I Got You”

All-in

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What’s a secret skill or ability you have or wish you had?

We all have secret skills — for some of us, they’re born of adversity. I secretly grab and even steal moments of time, call them out, and showcase them, that no one forgets how important those moments were.

No such thing, I say,
A sunset
A half-heart
A wrong place
A right time
These are mere constructs of mankind

Somewhere, there’s with us,
A new day
A dream afire
A precision
A god-wink
All omnipresent…don’t you think?

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae, FieryPhotography.com, “MMOB”

Agent: A Haiku

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What strategies do you use to cope with negative feelings?

These days, when I sense my own negative feelings rising up, I am thankful that I long ago began building a habit that has made me quicker to take agency of those feelings than I was in years past — I own them instead of deflecting them, so I can process and disburse them.

I’ve been the pilot
Of many a flight of thought
Bound for no-man’s land

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae; FieryPhotography.com