Father may you be
The very strength in my steps
The all that I want
Whole Home
The ol’ place out West
The Southern shadows in need
But more so, the Heartland
Then the universe in the North
Before the trek back East
Lesser
Humanity
Here
Appears
Invisible
Grey Paper
Words
Wasting words
Like wishes to the wind
Warned I was
Warn I will
Walk
And waste not
Words
Shelling: A Haiku
To feed their fever
Summer would be sacrificed
It was decided
Clarity
It’s each day, isn’t it?
We dig deep into the recesses
Pull out the silken fabric
Clean their soil from our sunglasses
Then smile that we remember
The true truth
Senator
Funny the Storyteller
Consciously oblivious to the realities
Accepts the reigns nonetheless
Walking in wisdom
Feigning the fool
Weaving your heart with the truth
The Project: A Haiku
Walk away, away
From all you’d hoped to repair
I’ll pretend I’m brave
Country: A Haiku
Tenor with a twang
Will you sing of daughters’ eyes
Charge that they not sigh
Insipid Storm
How the heat
Awakens us
Unfairly ’round midnight
Demanding
Be more
Want more
Until we can take it no more
Covers off
Masks off
Enshroudments be gone
Our skin will breathe
At 3am
We’ll rise by choice
