When he reached across
To touch her muscle, her heart
He became a man
Fated Fade
All that you asked
Was that I be different
Than the one
I always was
You are no different
Than the one
Who came before you
Who asked me to be different
Invisible now
Is that different enough
What more will you ask
Of the fade
legato
We will see those leaves
Dance and shimmer again
Playful and meaning business alike
Wistfully, we’ll watch them bud then bloom
And be reminded
We are promised the seasons
The Oboe said so
Released: A Haiku
I’ve no further sense
Of whether I stand with you
It feels like heaven
Exhibit XX
I at 49
Less some days
Flesh and blood
Heart, mind and soul
Convicted
Of God
Stand
As proof
I
Was wrong
ad infinitum
From my own right
From your realities and truths
From the abounding, abiding demons
God protects me
Café Goodbye: A Haiku
A bit like Paris
Such potential for beauty
Such horrendous void
Had
If ever
I’d wished for you to hold me as I smiled
It wasn’t moments ago
The heat
The lack of regret
The slightest light filtering in
As I held then heralded my breath
It was months ago
I’d wished
If ever
Before We Became
It once was
We asked
It now seems
We Act
As Friends
As voyeurs
As judges
As would-be teachers and angels
Without wondering whether
We know
Or know not
Sunrise to Sundown
May Monday
Look Like
Only One
Small Smile
After Another
LisaRosier.com 