Two-in-the-morning.
His hot feet. Her racing mind.
May they wake on-time.
Haiku: That I Am
Once I faced my need
I firm embraced The Epic
I walked willingly
Alicia
Freckle-faced girl in the rainbow coat
Pretty
Riddled
Porcelain heart
You other girls with the unkind curls
Why, why
Won’t you
Make her a part
She is my friend and she shares her coat
What cost
You cause
Her eyes cast down
She found her smile in another place
My friend
She’s gone
A foreign town
Boy
Lightning but no thunder
Your far-away eyes and empty footsteps
My midnight eyes, too full and true blue
Were they?
Mercury Rising
Prismatic aura
The amber, azure and amethyst
Palace of my mind
Always such a spectacle
Bubbling, calamitous caldron
Pulsating signals of hope
And other grand possibilities
Open Window
I see the bricked wall
Mortared with steel
You guide my eye to a secret passage
I see a wasteland
But when I kneel
You speak of wonderland waiting for me
I see starvation
Stones for my meal
You reach out to me with my daily bread
I see the grey rain
No hope to feel
You fly white flowers in front of my eyes
Death By Media
Miss me, please
And promise me too
That you’ll not miss me too much
Wonder of me
And when time permits
Step out and send me a note
I am convinced
Life holds far more
Meaning than can be shared here
Dine with me
Come find with me
The world uncurated, hope
Five Stages
What will it look like?
Why -and all the grief that it carries-
Wished into a million fragments
Then swept away with the clouds
When the kind Summer air has its way?
I think relief
Giving Her A Voice
“You loved the best kind of man.
What more is there to say?”
she’d gently tell herself,
I guess.
“To possess the capacity to love,
is the surest sign of brilliance.”
I tempted her to see,
so she’d heal, and Conclude:
“You’ve a brilliant, unjaded heart.
Your intellect made perfect sense
of him.”
Be well, sweet One.
Truer Love: A Haiku
In Shakespeare-esque plea
I cry out, forlorn, to thee
Forsake now my mind
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