I’m
Wishing my wishes away
Accepting
What finds me today
The lone of my skin
The cold air that wafts in
Forgetting if-only and may
fire & blue
It does seem that part of what I hold
Is colorless
All the rest though
Fire and blue
Remember?
And though there’s the brassy trumpet doing its best
I only feel the resonance
From a violin
Redeem: A Haiku
Darling, where are you?
I long to lift you up, out.
Receive now, my hand.
all
My kiss
Shall be
My plea
Oh be good to me
My hands
In your hair
My promise
To protect you always
I will
Where was that tall, small white farmhouse
In need of my repair
I imagine soon the two bedroom windows
Will be cracked open a slight bit
To let in the night’s song
To let out the day’s cares
Old orange mutt sleeping on the job
Won’t hear the creaky porch swing nudged by the breeze
But I will
I do
Back
Sweltering so
the crickets knew something had to give.
The call to come
always interrupts dinner.
Words
that cannot be uttered at this table.
Take leave to scream at the sky.
But we will return.
Honestly.
Silent Salt
From your beach towel
To the ocean
Saunter
While tiny fish nip at your ankles
As you save me
Run
Who Will See
If, as you smooth your hand across truth
You find
The soft
Too tough
The silk covered, angular curves to places you touch upon
Too firm
And you disbelieve
Then stay
Tucked away
Safe behind the inky veil
The Measure
Against what’s proper
And polished
We keep our eyes down these days
Having faith in only that we no longer have the strength
To see what isn’t there
Each day brings its journey
Down stairwells
Through thoroughfares
Around corners too dark
Up or out into the blue
Thankful for life around and within
Aren’t we
Wishing though
For stronger legs and for footsteps
Whose echo steadies hands
Rainbow Curve
‘Tis half the battle
To have the notion
To tell your name
And to explain
How your feet found hers
Make your gaze meet
Inquire of her time
Guess aloud her name
She wishes your shoulder
She’ll give you her world
