I see the fabric
And all I can consider
Is the skin beneath
Rolled Shirt Sleeves
Where white silk has never been worn
Nor promises ever spilled forth
No petals tossed up in good sport
None troubadours have set the scene
No busy-ers to plan the dream
The path forth untrodden and green
With eyes that see sacred in place
Beside Love’s Best Fly-ing Ace
The air with my oath I’ll then grace
This Haiku: Hello Here
In a photograph
Is where you should find yourself
While my shutter smiles
Gonzo the Softshell Turtle; Urban Ecology Center -Menomonee Valley; Milwaukee, WI
This Haiku: I’m From You
Please first let us sleep
Then awake unexpected
And know each other
What Instead: A Haiku
And during your reign
Decree silence o’er my wrists
For they keep shouting
Tho’ I dare not dream
You sign That word into Law
Lest it not come true
This Haiku: Hellion
Then in rolled the fog
Consuming not just in jest
All fear that it faced
while I read
Seek me in the soft
Shadows where I’ve the need to play
Find me on the frilled
Fringe as I take dares each day
Catch me on the kindred
Curves where ease and danger meet
Take me to the tall
Tree and wait at my feet
This Haiku: Crowbar
Why does the window
Where from Earth I watch its Star
Seem only ajar
This Haiku: Triumph
We will all make it
To that smallest patch of sun
And come full-circle
This Haiku: Steel
You the violin
Upon which my chin would rest
But for all the chairs
