These shoes fit me painfully perfect, I’ve learnedbrisé: A Haiku
Boy, THIS will be fun
Dig my inner bitch and witch
Boxing gloves, then broom
Horsepowered
One warm tear after another
Fell shocking me after I’d whispered my name aloud in some man’s voice I no longer know
Tears as heavy diamonds, flawless and innocent, from my right first then my left
Each with the viscosity needed to let love flow through this muscle-car I call my heart
This, coldest of winter’s night
Naked Again
Join me in this journey back
Hike this grandest path
Yoke again the insight
Of all the universe
Nevermind the cancer
Of grasping and regret
Shame yourself no more
For yesterday was young
Recollect the way you walked
Tending garden business
Buffet again at tables
Filled with faithfulness
Be aware of why and how
To cultivate good truth
Never let the stranger speak
Of technicality
Still Giants
If suffocation and the longest darkness remain
Be unbound, dear sister.
If shame and the fear of whispers pervade
Be as a giant, precious brother
Stay my best friend, I will stay yours, this only we will know
Feel air returning, own your height, live in peace and grow
Kālakā
Well those days I swore at you were something
The one person who acknowledged my sorrow
A world-full, I had, and could no longer contain
Here atop my shoulders
So you came and took it upon yours
Shared the burden, my ride or die
Put me back in gear and on the road
If you stumble now and then
Send up a flare, a signal to me
I’ll see the smoke and I’ll know
To link arms with you, friend
To help make life okay again
May it be, my brother
May it be
Loosed
Gentle tresses
Green-gold glittering
The smiling River Seine
Motor clean
Steel trap sensibility
On bee-line Westerly wind
She Suffered
No Rush: A Haiku
Let’s try this again
Let me hold what protects you
Let time take its time
Radio Silence
Ok, Change gods, have your holy way
For, with me or without me, you’ll carry on today
I choose, with me, my goal remains to grow
Now move upon your mandate, I’ll close my eyes and go
As you adjust the channel, I’ll hold on, right or wrong
Spin me up a new song, I’ll learn to sing along
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