Author Archives: Lisa Rosier
A Wing
Likely it was always this way
Darkness knew me better than I believed
A step ahead
And always an angle
Some battles won, I will concede
The War perhaps
But for I’ve an Angel
Glass House
I miss
The candy-striped petunias I planted and you dug out
I want
The steely-cold shovel you used and I’ll repurpose
I bear
The ever-present ghost garden we two cultivated
neverthought
when you at once arrived
hand and heart outstretched since before
the beginning of time
in truth, you were already gone
had already left
and were never planning to come
afterall
Careened: A Haiku
The wind-up, the pitch
The broken road, the dark night
What was it we had?
Anti-Fear
Whimper: A Haiku
Sent out and shut out
Unallowed my very words
So I stay silent
Artist Credit: “Song of the Open Road” by Walt Whitman
self righteous
Anger
Love
Anger
Love
And they’ve nothing to do with eachother
From the same vessel, though, no?
Am I
Anger or Love?
Fast: A Haiku
I, gone in the night
In the then warm summer night
I’ve not returned since
Intersection
Please green light
Don’t come for me yet
Don’t comfort me yet
With your go-go hue
I still need to stay
Though the world has bid its adieu
Oh, I revere it!