Pretend
Like confetti exploding
And
Ticker-tape falling
Escapes
From ecstatic eyes
Flows
Through fearless fingers
Virginia
Bandy: A Haiku
The cool Country eve
Hopes to get a leg up on
The hot Urban morn’
Willing: A Haiku
Quiet Poets
I decided while
Beholding the vast
That we would not be
Caught up
In it all at all
Just the truth, the quiet and the liquid
Post
Put wordless before me a photograph
Only
If it tastes of all you hope I’ll receive
Then will my skin feel the blanket surround
Finally
The sound of your shore can make glad these ears
Though the flash of your most honest scene blinds me
I’m left kissed by the scent of altitude
Laugh: A Haiku
nape
Up my spine
To the height of my neck
That is where steel shall meet cell
And I don’t care how man protests
What beauty there
Dusty
Curiosity is for others I knew
Curious I opened you
Crossed-out were all the meanings
Rewritten in red were the right ones you wrote
Green arrows referencing citatations to other languages
Not spoken before
Pronouncing words to the best of my abilities
Curious I laid you down



