Mothering: A Haiku

Stand up straight today
Lock your bones back into place
Be ‘bout your business

Controlled: This Haiku

Sublime, and a crime
Exhaling toxicity
Now how freedom feels

They’re rehaunting them

The wonderlands they once roamed

Where they killed their Queens

Evidence, surely
To believe the dawn’s story
We’re aglow again

Not a paper heart
Visited me, but also,
Not a ghost of lies

I am the sing-song
Embedded in your lost heart
I am your soul-song

Posted on May 1, 2022 by Lisa Rosier

This, the covenant

That arrived on the lightning

Of yesternight’s storm

You, women and girls

Ever Sunrises, Sunsets

Metaphors galore