Why would winter or spring or summer
Ever endeavor to touch this skin
Fall is all
I will hold Hope for
Author Archives: Lisa Rosier
Shouldn’t We
We should lean back
And feel the thrill escape one another
In a scream
In a giggle
As we hide, half buried in the amber-copper canvas
And wait
And watch
For the inexplicable supernatural
Shouldn’t we
Walk
Fleece
Thin red ribbon ’round its nape
So white you’ll wear ’round yours
Shallow breath
They’ll see your shine
And not think you’ve dark doors
Blame its bright and fault its fleece
Fool a million minds
Open wide your stained soul’s gate
And empty’s all they’ll find
This Haiku: October 24, 2015
Kindling: A Haiku
Sufficient
I would watch this woman-girl
I noticed when it was that she looked helpless
She looked outward, upward maybe, but not on purpose
She’d settle then
Today, I saw her mocked
She saw it too, straight away
Who would do this, I wondered, she wondered
Hopeless-believers, we knew it was someone
Begging her to look inward
I would watch this woman
Wear Wing-Tips That Day
What odd, cool walking shoes
Sueded, tan wingtips
That match your pants
That match your sueded walk
And tan, Mediterranean wings
That match your odd, your cool
This Haiku: October 23, 2015
Will I miss the pain
That tale remains to be told
I won’t miss the cold




