This Haiku: With A Drawl

I saw you there in
my kitchen. Making trouble.
Wearing my apron.

This Haiku: 2015

Mystery, you are.
Full of and drunk from alike.
I hold the spy glass.

My friend asked I find
Perfection in this moment
It is my new truth

Why does the ocean
Keep me at bay in tide pools
I want to swim deep

god. he’s got great guns.
he wields his weapons in love.
he cradles creatures.

From the sky above
the sunflowers to where the
trees take root, you win.

There’s a place on gifts
Where, to confound the giftee,
I use extra tape

What a pretty day
Even the structures are glad
For we have today

I wish strangers knew
How they set my heart on fire
With just a warm word

I’m glad to be schooled
By a master of the truth
It does sting at first