They Kiyapped

Kind-hearted ponytail
Looked around to see whether she’s doing it right
Her flowery bow
Caught his earnest smile
Her hair smiled quietly back

This Haiku: Far Beyond L.A.

Your precious heart thinks
The stars compare to your light;
The shine in your years

Will I ever stop
Being lost behind your eyes
I know that I won’t

Art Credit: The Calling, by Mark di Suvero (located in front of the Burke Brise Soleil, Milwaukee Art Museum, Milwaukee, WI)

I am the pieces:
Love of life, being present.
You gave me these gifts.

Life”s Epic Novel
Reads to me like Poetry.
Thriller. Mystery.

I make such a mess
When I try and pretty up
You clean up after

There’ll be no demise
Just unabashed living
With heart-stopping views

Matthew 4:19

I’m feeling demure
But three words may compel me
To bring my best suit

Love speaks the next line
When it feels that all is dark
Yes that’s what love does

Too much of some thing
-it pulsates in me. Too much.
But Light lines my path.