The remaining rain
Treasure, you would love the scent
The clouds, dust and Sun
Author Archives: Lisa Rosier
Dog-dreams: A Haiku
Talk about the feel
The distance and soft leather
That you’ve never touched
all the data
All that is admirable or despised
Is either and
Art or delirium
Like To Sing
I’ll ever have hope
I see what that makes me
Looking through these eyes I’m giv’n
It means I can’t reject magic or
Dismiss mystery in
People surrounding me
It makes me forever
A prisoner tucked quietly in
Grey rooms watching the wind
I am eyes poised ahead
Seeing all that makes me
I’ll ever have hope
In Prayer, Eavesdropping
Speak with energy
See smiles you were made to see
Is what He tells me
And if you will sigh
Enthusiastically
At peace you shall be
balance
Your distance from us
Is perfect for us
Lest I be just fodder for you
And should mine eyes close
I’ll keep you this close
In my peripheral view
This Haiku: new truth
Hey retro blue Truck
Bring me back from there to Now
Down roads that breathe Truth
Reason: A Haiku
Of wake-up whispers:
I love you world. Yes, I will….
Take these outstretched hands.
This Haiku: October 5, 2015
Please have a deep gaze.
Eyes that speak of the ages.
That flash. That inhale.
Belongers: A Haiku
The Book in my hands
The warm, tactile sensations
The Light creeping in
