Then
bind Me, to your battered back
hold with Me, the stainless scythe to cut the palms
pact with Me, that hands become One
Art Credit: “Salmon Waves” -artist Paul Sorey; Ballard Locks, Seattle, WA
One World: A Haiku
Nothing so tender
Than to share skies, dark or bright.
Really, who does that?
Family
Oh God thank you, that in your love and wisdom, you knit together the Miracle that is the human frame.
You formed the bones and skin and muscles, sinew and nerves in such a way that They need each other.
May These limbs hold fast to all that is dear. Let the right arm take hold of the left arm and form the bridge of Faith between the Two.
Venus’ Muse: A Haiku
Infinite patience
protects the heart from danger.
Is that not the goal?
“Venus and The Moon” early morning Eastern horizon, July 2014
Full Circle
One. Holding hands grants sound sleep.
Two. Sound sleep saves the soul.
Three. Saving souls is not man’s work.
Four. Man’s work must seek others’ redemption.
Five. Redemption leads to the desire to hold hands.
These People: A Haiku
You authentic grounds!
Love where public/private merge
I won’t dwell elsewhere
You describe the scene
I will write it for Earth’s jewels
Love they will to learn
Good Morning
A collective giggle, yes?
For all the night brought us:
The honor and privilege
of watching the moon smile
as it teased up the sun.
Hope’s Left Hook: A Haiku
See, it does its job
Stringing along sanity
We’ll wake together
I Love Words
My love affair with words includes
His Word, his Words and his words.
And her words, my words and your words.
I live in them, I love in them, I learn from them.
From these mouths to all our feet, I yearn for them.
Sundays
Somebody say the secret
for shaking off the soul-stealing suck
of the familiar that serves
to sever sunrise’s shine from the resolve
and to steal the stars’ sparkle from the rite.
(Sleep:)
Musician Credit:
Senegalese Drum Circle, Summerfest 2014, Milwaukee, WI
