Safely: A Haiku

Wingless, yet in flight
Yellow bird, break not my heart
Trust ye, the terroir

Tape: A Haiku

They don’t see the end
They see the continuum
They who are victors

I miss suit shopping
Though I was never needed
I miss choosing ties

Not denied my eyes
Told my heart to go to hell
That’s what I’d have done

Cast my thoughts away.

You. Always you. Always you.

Would I were a witch.

Since you linger here

I will write you far away

Each and every day

I’ve decided this
That lightning is a mere show
Who wrecks kids’ Ball games

I am not pretty
When I sleep, or think, or breathe
Or you’d have been kind

Posted on May 9, 2017 by Lisa Rosier

They battle it, but
I challenge their small thinking
In my cello’s voice

Posted on May 9, 2017 by Lisa Rosier

What polish, what shine

Will you see me wear today

What love to put on?