…then what grave mistake
-seeking permission to live.
There’s proof in our path.
Author Archives: Lisa Rosier
This Haiku: Like A Weed
One-thousand wishes
Each waiting to be wished for
Close your eyes and dare
This Haiku: Whisper Back
Sweet sunflower eyes
Turn your soul toward my heart
Whisper back its beat 
This Haiku: White-knuckle Living
Up in that heaven
I’d wish for the window chair
I’d gaze out, in love
This Haiku: Once Awake
As I untangle
Myself from the long absence
Gratitude greets me
This Haiku: Guitar Neck
Take me and show me
the sun on your guitar neck.
Play. Play and don’t stop.
Man On The Roof
You steal
Scenes abandoned and almost forgotten
You magnify
Memories faint but revival-worthy
You help
Hearts fighting yet weakened
You build
Brotherly-love mortared with hope
You. Needed. Here. There.
This Haiku: Find Each Friend
The best feathers, friend
You fly fierce, soaring with hope
Breathe with me good bird
There Is Only We
Who worries for the
Dust under the fingernails of searching hands
Dust brushed from faces of fallen family found
Within the rock-rubble of spilled homes, villages
How far away is this from here
We worry for the
Dusty shelves
Fallen knick-knacks
Milk-spills on floors
How long the pretending we share different dust 
This Haiku: Our Air
Say that you see me
That your head hears my heart’s noise
When I’ve stepped away
