They need me badly
All the small atoms of hope
In his quite large heart
Nod
It would ebb and flow
Much as the tide
One line lapping at the next
Ethereal
The imperceptible presence of salt
A mineral bath for the senses
Our secret
I’m telling you here
If
We sang
Banquet: A Haiku
There is the timing
‘though this feels far from royal
Drama, let us dance
unfamiliar territory
I fear to pray for you
That you’d find your way
Walk up to the things I treasure
And treasure them at the same time
What would I do
If you asked me why
Hide my elation, my faith
No
I prayed for you
I v. Me: A Haiku
I think it was June.
Yes, it was June. Perhaps. Please.
I pray it was June.
eyelash
It strips me of power
And at arm’s length it bids me to wait
While it keeps me in too-clean shirtsleeves
But, does it not prove I have hope
And might it not be rocket fuel
What if it makes truth come true
Once A Girl: A Haiku
My most precious gift
And you sneezed and you shuffled
I gave you my faith
Factuality
I must only conclude ’twas a dream
The looking through crowded glass
Seeing what I wanted to see
Finally
I must tell you, be careful
When you dare look out there
And do dare, but do so
Intentionally
Juice: A Haiku
The grapefruit content
In its pale-pink, amber hue
Never needed orange
Upon Reflection
Hide me, I demand it!
The day has been too loud.
The music was not pretty,
The minutes, rarely proud.A heap-pile in the corner.
A room without a friend.
Hide me, I demand it.
I’ll rest and rise again.
