Though we prayed ‘til dawn
Once the sun rose on my love
You grasped midnight’s hand
Wrong: A Haiku
Author Archives: Lisa Rosier
I’m a Dreamer
What would you do if you lost all your possessions?
If I lost all my possessions, then I hope I’d respond by embracing my freedoms.
I hope….
‘neath twilight,
Now gone, night
Breezeless, that we’d hear
Sun thinking
Debating
Not coming too near
Earth rustles
We wrestle
Then, loose unchecked fear!
The stars freeze
Hark! Claim these!
Freedoms, conscience clear
Tools
Uncertain toolbox
And uncertain feet
A map that is crumbled and frail
A childhood song wafts
With mem’ries of North
Distant — but God’s path prevails!
Joy, He will give you
Peace, you will have
For, He does call you His own
The world may leave you
Reject, and thieve you
Still you are never alone
Fire Department
In what ways does hard work make you feel fulfilled?
Soul searching is hard work. Does it not usually cause a sense of alone-ness that might make us press pause on that search? May it be we each see it through and fire fear.
I learned you’ve always been near
I never needed to fear
Earth’s spinning had me confused
Fodder for Satan to use
Told to think as I ought to
It left me treading water
And pulled me far from you
Pulled me far from you
If this magic will be mine
Will it mean the end of time
‘cause I thought you never, never, never, would arrive
Spirit, you have arrived
Tracks: A Haiku
What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?
The best piece of advice I’ve ever received:
“There is no white knight.”
It is no surprise
Cinderella walks alone
What did she expect
Like Perfume
Who will I be if I’m not seventeen
Bright eyed…everyone enamored with me
Will my responses be always so quick
Too quick most times…impressed with my own wit
Seventeen fails me I don’t know it yet
Sixty, I’ll honor…despite seventeen’s regret
Certain: A Haiku
How are you feeling right now?
Right now, and always, I am feeling certain —- and I am certain….
But that you’re my world
And the stars dance when we dance
I know not a thing
Happy Street
What was the last thing you searched for online? Why were you looking for it?
Folly was the last thing I went searching for online. I needed to tell it hello, evidently.
Came I, here, to the end of Happy Street
‘Twas just say hello to you
Sadly I’m surprised to see
A shallow in last decade’s sea
With that, I felt to ask, in lieu
Why, love, are you waning, too?
Sail
What’s your favorite recipe?
My favorite recipe has always been and still is:
One part enthusiasm
combined with
two parts love.
Why the whisper, so unspoken
The thoughts on pause, as if time’s broken
Puzzle pieces within song
Many breadcrumbs strewn along
Now, sails aloft and fear at bay
Plain and simple, may I say
Finished with all metaphors
I love you…here…my heart is yours
As We
What brings you peace?
The weather has been demented lately, here. I’m thankful for the first, second, and third responders who save others, clean up, and bring peace again.
This may be our last near-miss
Last squall before our storm
Whether strangled at our roots
By lightning we were born
It matters not as we clean up
Slide on our better shoes
Clear the look of fear from here
We shine now, for, we choose!
Call upon the team who cares
Calculate the pass
Wake up from the half-sleep dream
We’ve graduated class
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