Last Breath

Tho’ last eve’s plea did not compel
Somehow with that I can be well.

But oh god, to deny my name?
My death from that be slow, slow pain.

This Haiku: What Works

Come here, I love you
Fortitude. Mildness. Light. Glee.
Strong of heart. Bright eyes.

What is telling me
There’s a hurting heart out there
If you need a friend

In the dream that I had
Kindness spoke truth into me
Yet knew not my name

Strangers are we

In the dream that I’ll live
I’ll not fail to know my name
In gratitude to Kindness, I will always hold It’s heart

Though strangers are we

Former Liberty State Bank, Milwaukee, WI

We all have one, no?
But if yours be ripped away
Befriend agony

I know what I saw
in the phone booth -truth, justice.
I’m keeping his cape.

A soft place in my heart
for the Ghost who makes art
from the trials of life
I’d hoped to be It’s….

Of that hope, It can’t leave
-pinned It tight to my sleeve
and the songs I’ll still sing
but I’ll wear my own….

Original Thought Credit: “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night” Dylan Thomas

Cast aside selfish fear
Find Life’s scruff
Grasp
Eye to eye, tell It the truth:

You’re the only One and I am blessed
Don’t You dare settle for any day
Where You don’t love more
Where all isn’t risked just for You

Quiet please, the song
Do I hear the feet, the arms
The dance at the door

Oh, never you mind
I’ve studied the steps, practiced
Take my hand shadow

Adrenaline push
Blood takes its leave and the heart
Daydreams of the West