What to do with these eyes
Stricken since soon after birth
This beaming
Grin
Staccato-broken by battered hope
These ruining that
Silken, star-reaching
Silhouette
Who is thee
What to do they both wondered
Author Archives: Lisa Rosier
Go: A Haiku
…and I’ll find my way,
striding on the energy.
Nay -dancing, on it.
It follows
I can’t
I cannot
Not unless you kiss me first
First I must search your heart
Your heart-filled walk I have watched
Watched for years, I say
“Just Whistle”
Birds nests in our hair
Stardust in our eyes
And the smokiest unison voice
Is all they’ll find
In the morning
Roaring
Vast and high and great
My expectations in Him
Bring forth the day, then
Engagement
I will share on the eternal until ashen
That you know as fact and not rumor
Your care, your voice, your very soul
You
Are not cordially, but most personally invited
And the honor or your presence requested as necessary
from the field
Maybe you have a jagged walk whereas I sway
Lumber closer Love and when I catch my breath
Let your arm find its rest ’round me
Seed
Neither instinct nor plan
Nor will
Nor wish
Can make what is become not
At your device lies a devious tool
Changing your habit of thought
I Guess Yes
Now comes the shake
My hands
You asked about
Whence comes the shimmy
Our pulse
We dreamed about
But comes the shutter
My eyes
I feared about
Poets’ Portion
Sundown now
Deciding to continue
Into the pitch
Deciding he’d a reason
Her he could not love
His fate only
For she has none
And it is well
