This Haiku: Make ‘Em Laugh

Bird Two said, “Bird One,
yes -let’s have This with our That.
You fine, feathered friend.”

This Haiku: I Say To The Sun

Each Day, you gift me.
Each day, I’ll honor you. I’ll
look you in your eyes.

I gave my best coin
To a tall, steely machine
Now I wait and see

How you speak to me
is always the only truth.
Look deep. Speak now soul!

What did this to you?
His hand? Or the bolt you chased?
Are you of this world?

What will make you say?
Serum for your lips? Or for
truth to take your hand?

Feathers of fine words
Press up close against my back
Spill good ink on me

A wing that’s broken
can heal with kind words. Be quick!
Step up with kind words.

He’s invited me
The grand possibility
-Trust, though I can’t see

I’ve dared me to be
that girl. That girl who believes.
Believes in all things.

Impractical things.
Impossible things. Red shoes.
White knights. And the like.

Gold hearts will win out.
I’ll call from dare’s door: This life
was worth waiting for.

I’ve heard percussion
Distant, hollow -like crickets
I listen for strings