This Haiku: 4a.m.

What defeats night’s dark?
Honey with morn’s Tea? Sugar?
Mine -plain, extra strong.

This Haiku: Reality Says

If I could touch you
I’d be the truth that you seek
If I could touch you

When I stop thinking
About the what-ifs and hows
I stop not breathing

From Kindness will flow
A gentle Conversation
It’s all we all owe

Do you sing, my friend?
Sing tender, as to a child
when it’s time to wake.

My name reminds me
Each day, praise God, reminds me
I’m consecrated

To Him guaranteed
But more beauty -I’ve a heart
Promised to others

That smile gives this smile
pause. But then, without warning,
cause -to burst forth loud.

In the early morn’
I like to hang off the edge
And possibly fall

All that might be done.
There is so much isn’t there?
What wins hearts: hold hands.

Better than to be
In the quiet, open air
Nothing Nothing Yes