The Good Fight: A Haiku
I have been wished for
Time will see that I’m fought for
Cherished and cared for
His Vision: A Haiku
It was love back then
The Genesis of all this
He saw me from dust
City of Bricks: A Haiku
“A numb heart,” I prayed
“but airway and soul intact.”
Longsuffering, be.
Becoming Midnight
Spent yesterday contemplating clocks
As humans have, from age to age
Many days, these hands sweep effortlessly
The pain hidden by some gift of grace
Yesterday, oh, the seconds though
Surely they doubled in gravity
Looped back and proceeded to wait….
This business of time is rather an art
So thus, must be valued as such
Will I wait one more night
One more day’s tick-tock ruse
When it seems only correct to go
Godspeed today
Where I know my heart must be tomorrow
Quiet Wins
I’m promising her I’ll notice
The grains of sand
One by one falling away
The fog, that had cooled her head
Rolling back, uncool, after all
The once-silent roar
The power regained
Now since she’s picked up her mat
Night Crazies
I’ve seen the future
It’s waking up alone
10:42pm
A smart screen left-untouched
Too long
Stream now gone dark
You forsook that post-dusk walk
Too alone
But for that cat
Third one, now
Avoiding you politely
Crazy like the others
Asundered: A Haiku

My heartpath must choose
Who’s not been here before
This is my why