This Haiku: A True Partner

Thank you that you ask
Me to be my very best
For I deserve that

Original Thought Credit: “How To Love,” Thich Nhat Hanh

This Haiku: My Own Weakness

Surely this happened
That I may touch my own hate
And be done with it

Beautiful, beat hands
it takes, to humbly ask for
a second blessing.

It’s when at long last,
man’s forehead is seared with the
dawning of his gift.

Scribe this: It is fierce.
It belongs to no other.
It often seeks salt.

smith styling the spark
How close will he hold its hand?
Witness a wonder

What defeats night’s dark?
Honey with morn’s Tea? Sugar?
Mine -plain, extra strong.

If I could touch you
I’d be the truth that you seek
If I could touch you

When I stop thinking
About the what-ifs and hows
I stop not breathing

That smile gives this smile
pause. But then, without warning,
cause -to burst forth loud.

Blended. Into One.
Effortless. They need not reach.
Nothing. Lest they touch.

at Lake Michigan; Milwaukee, WI