Love cannot look
As strewn doubt
And decimated rock
As supplanted fear
Amongst trust’s ghost
As words, bright and dark
And words alone
Love cannot be
So long: A Haiku
So long being served
A meal I never asked for
From some strange kitchen
Street Artists
Some yet unseen truth
Some conclusion
To be drawn
Pulled through your lips as poison
What medium
What color-filled aura
Where abandoned wall
And penalty to this vandal
is never
Even before this grand lifetime
I have loved you
Everything else in the meantime
I triumph through
Sitting Up Straight: A Haiku
Have I told you yet
It bleeds effervescent orange
The scent of sunburst
Black Diamond
Here is the why
Certain you’d know
The placement and count of each fleck of amber against the jade green
Iris
Knowing for certain
The from-deep red song you’d hear in your blue bluesy
Heart
This is most difficult
Sibyl
she
shall
shine
True Fiction: A Haiku
Through up-side-down eyes
Their learned smiles share this truth
We are all alone
akin
What then
If you’d suffered as I
And I’d shown no passion
No care
To pull you to here from there
Where it’s safe
What then
Could I claim Humanness
Or say I’m your Sister
Come here now
To this side
And thrive
LisaMae
First fearfully made, consecrated one
Then daughter, blessed by a blood second to none
An auntie, to dear flesh -my heart did they steal
Now “Hi Mom” to Tiger, a cub with my zeal
He blessed me, here I stand, in nothing but grace
Surrounded in mercy’s why I seek His face
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