One. Holding hands grants sound sleep.
Two. Sound sleep saves the soul.
Three. Saving souls is not man’s work.
Four. Man’s work must seek others’ redemption.
Five. Redemption leads to the desire to hold hands.
Author Archives: Lisa Rosier
These People: A Haiku
You authentic grounds!
Love where public/private merge
I won’t dwell elsewhere
You describe the scene
I will write it for Earth’s jewels
Love they will to learn
Good Morning
A collective giggle, yes?
For all the night brought us:
The honor and privilege
of watching the moon smile
as it teased up the sun.
Hope’s Left Hook: A Haiku
See, it does its job
Stringing along sanity
We’ll wake together
I Love Words
My love affair with words includes
His Word, his Words and his words.
And her words, my words and your words.
I live in them, I love in them, I learn from them.
From these mouths to all our feet, I yearn for them.
Sundays
Somebody say the secret
for shaking off the soul-stealing suck
of the familiar that serves
to sever sunrise’s shine from the resolve
and to steal the stars’ sparkle from the rite.
(Sleep:)
Musician Credit:
Senegalese Drum Circle, Summerfest 2014, Milwaukee, WI
House Calls
My friendly ghost
that I invite to tea
in sweetest kindness
always obliges me.
I reach through the ether
and ask “Please join me.”
With the deepest respect
my ghost does not flee.
That Kid: A Haiku
Behaves nice and not.
And serves me breakfast in bed.
A peekaboo game.
Mine were born, bred and trained
to never be speechless.
This moment though,
my experiences and head-knowledge fail me.
So with heart-and-soulmate-powered understanding, I ask,
may I have yours and all they were born for?
Symmetry: A Haiku
I used to crave it
It’s gone for now and I see
It’s overrated
“Skewed Horizon” taken at the Exact Center of the Northwest Hemisphere, 45 N. Latitude, 90 W. Longitude, Town of Rietbrock, Marathon County, Wisconsin
