Don’t pretend
You matter
You matter
Don’t pretend
Author Archives: Lisa Rosier
of your youth
What colors
What flowers
What oaths
What wings in hearts and on eagles
What souls
What yeas
What nays
What presence of light and of shadow
Fighter: A Haiku
I love you out there
Bustin’ back, despite the night
Following your gut
The Farm
I’ll settle it seems
For any reverberation
That I’d believe again
In my still hoping hand
Knowing the years must grant
The gentle kindness and fun
I’d once claimed as my faith
another christmas: A Haiku
There is to see here
The outtakes of a woman
Who loves not herself
What Have You: A Haiku
Well I have these arms
And lightning-summoning lips
That thunder obeys
Best
Mama would say no of you
Too tall and all
The height that is
She would wish a finer dish
In thought and walk
And more clean-talk
Mama’s heart would break in two
To see my lumber
Beside you
twain
As
beautiful
crazy
does
evermore
feel,
guess
how
I
just
know
love
means
nicely
opening
people’s
quirks
reading
someone’s
thoughts
under
very
wild
Xanadu
“You”
zen?
Guess.
Knew
Explain again
How I make much
Of you
Traveling
Wandering
Shape-Shifter
I knew
Tell it aloud
How you grew
This thing up
Beautiful
Crazy
Fragile teacup
cinderella
Fall away
All the ways
They think
You think
They think
Of you
Stand down
The put-down
Of lies from without
Lying within
Minds lying
To you
