Oh! Amidst the thorns
-have you granted safe harbor,
strong spirits, fresh air?
Author Archives: Lisa Rosier
Breath + Tears
A Great Lake
Beckoned
North West Wind
Suffer for my shores
Your best three storms
And ‘ere too long
I’ll offer up
In sacrifice
My mystic mist
And renew you
This Haiku: Pain
I can barely breathe
Underneath all the unknowns
But it works for me
This Haiku: We Don Hope
We dress for this day
Despite injury or loss
Each day we wear hope
Photo Credit: Tiger R. at age 6 1/2
White Is Us
The Night has shown favor
But won’t wish to wear White
The Night has its own color to live
Eyes closed tight
White is for daylight
For when scared long enough
We open our eyes to the mirror
White is us
This Haiku: Sleepy Sunday Slacks
I need to wiggle
And find out whether those slacks
Will fit me just so
This Haiku: Mr. Cloud
What message, soft light,
may I learn from you this morn’
-to anchor my day?
This May Take Awhile
It’s an inopportune time that you’ve come to my door, as I’m making mud pies and my hair’s in curlers.
Regardless…enter.
I’m in the middle of a daydream and I may need your help.
It’s recurring, with stories, songs or poems and from time to time virtues or myths.
At present a fable, my friend, of a man with sometimes paint on his always groomed hands….
This Haiku: What Of Reason
Why does knowing you
feel feral, safe and holy
all at the same time?
This Haiku: Compelled To Circle
Why would His water
Bring me cause to cling closer
To Him and to His
