The best feathers, friend
You fly fierce, soaring with hope
Breathe with me good bird
Author Archives: Lisa Rosier
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
This Haiku: Almost Exacty
Windows to the skies,
you’ve a smile I recognize.
It’s mine. It is yours.
Great White Eyes
I wonder while swimming
While swimming with wonder
If
He
With
Nothing but instinct
Sneaked up to me
If
I
With
Complete compassion and some kelp
Reached out to him
Would
He
Then
Let me touch and soothe
And look deep into
Great
White
Eyes
This Haiku: Brotherhood Rocks
Ego you jokester
Positing we need no one
When truly we do
This Haiku: Let Birds Serenade
Gently awaken
Rouse, then reach for the sunshine
Take the time to bloom
This Haiku: From Elsewhere
Gusto in her gills
Fortitude in his feathers
Will you explain this?
This Haiku: His Helper
Linger there knowing
You’re under His protection
You’re under His care 
perfect piece
I know The Creator
Created for me
Someone to study my skin
And notice in me the just-perfect piece
Of the miracle puzzle I fit in
