As I’m suspended here
I’ve a song that is in me
Asking a question
That’s long since been answered
But still I throw my head back
And sing Yes
Our Rain: A Haiku
And no one was him
Tho’ I lived to ninety-nine
I recalled his hand
January 1, 2016: A Haiku
The girl must decide
Whether to remain grass-green
Or become star-bright
As I Live
The year
Stricken to speechlessness
Mine
The choice
To chisel out frozen thoughts
Mine
The swim away
Stripped-down to silk
Mine
Idaho Springs: A Haiku
When, without aiming,
you still dare to spill your soul
-there goes white-hot grace.
To Life
I know you spoke gently to her
With just the right answer in your eyes
To match the question in hers
Since there was music
She moved closer
And you made the most of the dark, I know
Let Light: A Haiku
Should shadows stop you
Tear down the looming dark door
Let light lead you forth
2016: A Haiku
I’m stunned by the year
to come and all it has giv’n
and how much we danced.
Your Years: A Haiku
We run the good race
And along the route we learn
To thirst for what’s right
We Drifters
Unconscious now
But if you
Come
Closer
Drifting off with me
I’ll tell of the dream
Of the contrast between
The ambient warmth
And
The silencing chill
The pressure
Oh
The release
The innocent question
Blink
The you-know-what-you-did
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