Author Archives: Lisa Rosier
Disarm: A Haiku
These rectangle rooms
Tangled rooms here in my heart
My heart feels alarmed
Lemonade: A Haiku
I promise, Ocean
I will love you all the more
Should next week it rain
Unfallen: The Haiku

There, in Garden Earth,
she’s worthy. Whether he sees,
ought not concern her.
Original Thought Credit: “…and your desire shall be for your husband, and he shall rule over you.” -Genesis 3:16
Educated Women: Our Haiku
You’ll leave, not be left
Riddled by early love-bombs
Hungry from breadcrumbs
Dash: Your Haiku
My words are gourmet
Made for you from my fine heart
I serve them in love
Whose Site
You had good bones
Such good bones, boy
It’s that thought that found me
When you found me, boy
So I let you stay a while, sit a spell
Set a spell on me, boy
Marksman, Sharpshooter, Expert
Shoot, boy
You took aim
You took me, boy
Set your sights
But whose site is this anyway, boy
That needy, narcissistic arrow
Was not the way I needed you, boy
And then, daylight
Thou art a figment