I cannot make you
Tho’ I loved, proclaimed and died
I am reconciled
I Am Hope
Not an ounce
Not a bit
Not a lick
Of choice
I can’t run
I can’t hide
I can’t change
My voice
Far above
Far away
Far beyond
The noise
A great God
A wise man
A free soul
Employs
Settler’s Call
How has the ivory tower
Set itself up there on high
Beyond the plains
Above the mount’
Out of the reach of the sky
When will a true breath be breathed
Brimming with sanity’s sake
Down here on earth
Walking the line
Needing none magic nor quake
Cast: A Haiku
See me lost at sea
A speck on the horizon
Relish the distance
The Unknowing
The green
May I rip it away at the roots
The red
A chisel and pickax to you
The shine that is tinsel
Oblivion forever more
ubiquitous
With water
With ease
I rinse away
As watercolor hue
From the page
Of your life
With yesterday’s news
With a half-hearted toss
Out I go
In the snow
What a waste
Of a tree
So: A Haiku
All of time taught me
This nothing means anything
And there is This Hope
Twelve Minutes
What do we know about wishes
Birthed from some book somewhere
Nurtured by the voice in our head
Guided by the truth from the days
Awakened with a call in the night
Relegated as dust on a shelf
In Something
She’ll be okay
Duty dictates you
Repeat over and over
Let it rise
On the breeze
Above the color and cloth
Who do you pray to anyway
What makes you hold out hope
She’ll be okay
Open Door: A Haiku
The wind, it wants in
From low to the ground, I shout
Come, bring your friend rain
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