Do you know the notes
The particular ones
That linger and twist
Lengthening the horizon
While wafting somewhere
But promise never awayTouch them
Try
Twice Stolen
One escapes to silence
Another only words
And I the trod upon
Intent and mind stolen
Screaming streaming ‘cross my mind
at the bottom of breath
I thought it was not glass shards
And salt to follow
I thought there was whimsy
And my maturity to gain
I thought I was white flame
And you titanium
I thought I was poetry
And you the poet
I thought I knew
And I knew
Reason
Oh great souls and thinkers
Those who dare
Who leave legacies of grace
My deep admiration is yours
But Lord God You
Whose Inspiration more
Sets me free
I am Yours
Clouds Away
Surely the littlest laughter
Is worth the laughable
The Sun thinks so
So then shall I
I laugh
The absurd
I think
I shall
At the hip
It is right
I should place my right hand
In your right hand
That is always right there
Grown Up
I can only
Seek the magic
In you life
I know you’re thereTen again
I’m taken back
To Santa Clause
And silly timesYou were there
I can’t pretend
I didn’t see you
Caring at the tree
Haiku December 21, 2016
Always this is there
The white, the arms, the angel
I am always here
displaced
Familiar land
Feels foreign nonetheless
To roam without care
Embraced by no home
Which holds a heart to plead
None should so suffer
trouper
Maybe
More than once
You’ll stand alone
Stand
Many
More than me
Your call will heal
Call
This stand
This call
Your tribe
Forge
