This Haiku: I’m A Sister

This ol’ ambition
Is solely for others’ feet
My smile’s tethered there

This Haiku: Be Moved

We hustle, don’t we?
Yet at the end of each day,
may we feel we’ve danced.

Oh to hear Hope’s pulse
As I sleep on pale purple
Oh to come as close

Today I hold dear
The Sun’s fun, the icy cold’s
sass and you, Trouble.

I’m holding tight here
on back. Don’t you go too fast.
Okay -go too fast!

Let me learn your soul.
Speak to me in Spanish. I’ll
hold you through dark songs.

There is a truth I
tend to forget: You have called
me Friend. It’s enough.

I can’t find My Home
Just a vague recollection
May I read your wrist?

What is it we know
we’ll find as we chase love to
the ends of the Earth?

Daylight and nighttime
My voice, my heart is lost and
Found in that blanket