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
Expectations: A Haiku
You know you owe me
An amazingly awesome
Explanation God
never ever never
Nothingness to see
An ache
Rising to despair
A graduate of searing numbness
Linger here and hear
Some final sigh into the night
Whose agony
Stars cannot pierce
All this to taste
A certain fate
When if you do
Give up your Hope
Set Free: A Haiku
I vow to wait for
the airy, broad strokes of you
as you’ve been set free.
Art credit: Tiger R., age 7
