Morningly: A Haiku

There the abject limb
In this woebegone business
Away with you heart

17 Million: Haiku on Being

There were just two notes
With one decided rhythm
Now for all the words

See now this bold proof
Hearing the violin song
The feel of the fall

Look now the loud choir
Listen these are Holy words
The help to stand tall

This cold winter day
Will you drive us to the sun
Your hand on my knee

No. It’s a new one.

Lower and sweeter. All mine.

It involves some strings.

I love you out there
Bustin’ back, despite the night
Following your gut

I’ll settle it seems
For any reverberation
That I’d believe again

In my still hoping hand

Knowing the years must grant
The gentle kindness and fun
I’d once claimed as my faith

There is to see here
The outtakes of a woman
Who loves not herself

Well I have these arms
And lightning-summoning lips
That thunder obeys

It’s a real tear
It will linger a lifetime
It’s a single tear