He may say of me
I have her smile and her eyes
And know he has mine
The Ring
I imagine
Viscerally so
The blows would arrive
As if from the Andes
On albatross wings
Swift, strong, strategic
Were I to stand again
But I toss my hat
I await a bell
You will not hear
Answerer
I saw him as dallying
In the rain
‘though so what if he was
That little old soul
That curious soul
When what was it, Actually
‘cept pursuing The truth
The absolute truth
The noblest of things….
Earth’s Brew: A Haiku
My communal arms
Must reach deep, must pull life close
Through my ev’ry breath
A Firmament Away
Less beautiful
These days
You mustn’t fault me
For looking downward
And inward frequently
To reflect with abandon
On eternity
Without you
These days
Less beautiful
We Sleuth
Whether ink or lead
Or in aerosoled hue
I own thee, my friend
Placed my mark upon you
It’s your fault, inspirer
You’ve caused my daydream
Your borderless pages
From which you Love-scream
Never stop speaking
Such fanciful truth
I fight with you, write with you
Together we sleuth
(Original Thought Credit:
“Books make excellent companions.”
-James Howe)
Threshold
Hope and Damnation
Summer and Fall
Contrasts it seems
Perhaps
Do they not
Present themselves
On the same doorstep
After all
Red
Shadowy
Proof of light
Evidence of absence
Sharing Space: A Haiku
A strawberry pie
Set in the kitchen window
And enough for all
gaze
Touch her bruised and battered borders
Know her shattered, suff’ring soul
Why did no one stand beside her
Have you heart as black as coal
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