Winter Proof

Posted on December 22, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

Ended as it began

These dark days of November through January
Dancing in digital
Parallel and alone

Yet in analog, earnestly asking
Feigning a truth on behalf of some good cause

Forgiveness follows now, as it must
Lest Winter become as liquid courage
That most dangerous thing

Gen Xers

Posted on November 27, 2019 by Lisa Rosier

Nice boy
Back in school, we’d ride bikes
Just not together

Parallel lines, at the same time
One of us too, too shy
Lone wolves, we

Both damn quick
With pencil and paper, too
Hearts raced, true love confessed

Notes never delivered
Our legs unable to take the leap
Fast-forward decades later

And analog becomes digital
I knew not your name until now:
Fragile

Shut Down: A Haiku

Posted on December 15, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

Now spread your wings, child
Hearken back to analog
Talk on what’s real

The Actual Eternal

Posted on November 13, 2017 by Lisa Rosier

A damned good author

Who’ll debate with me well

Yet write lies

Conceived in etherless light reflective

Of darkness and wars neither worth it

Nor won

I’m this fantastic, fantasy-filled flower

Facing somewhere true

Journeying along the narrow path

That bends across the expanse of time

Evergreen, it’s said, and analog

Evidenced by The Actual Eternal

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Winter Proof

Ended as it began

These dark days of November through January
Dancing in digital
Parallel and alone

Yet in analog, earnestly asking
Feigning a truth on behalf of some good cause

Forgiveness follows now, as it must
Lest Winter become as liquid courage
That most dangerous thing

Gen Xers

Nice boy
Back in school, we’d ride bikes
Just not together

Parallel lines, at the same time
One of us too, too shy
Lone wolves, we

Both damn quick
With pencil and paper, too
Hearts raced, true love confessed

Notes never delivered
Our legs unable to take the leap
Fast-forward decades later

And analog becomes digital
I knew not your name until now:
Fragile

Shut Down: A Haiku

Now spread your wings, child
Hearken back to analog
Talk on what’s real

The Actual Eternal

Ended as it began

These dark days of November through January Dancing in digital Parallel and alone

Yet in analog, earnestly asking Feigning a truth on behalf of some good cause

Forgiveness follows now, as it must Lest Winter become as liquid courage That most dangerous thing

Nice boy Back in school, we’d ride bikes Just not together

Parallel lines, at the same time One of us too, too shy Lone wolves, we

Both damn quick With pencil and paper, too Hearts raced, true love confessed

Notes never delivered Our legs unable to take the leap Fast-forward decades later

And analog becomes digital I knew not your name until now: Fragile

Now spread your wings, child Hearken back to analog Talk on what’s real

These dark days of November through January
Dancing in digital
Parallel and alone

Yet in analog, earnestly asking
Feigning a truth on behalf of some good cause

Forgiveness follows now, as it must
Lest Winter become as liquid courage
That most dangerous thing

Nice boy
Back in school, we’d ride bikes
Just not together

Parallel lines, at the same time
One of us too, too shy
Lone wolves, we

Both damn quick
With pencil and paper, too
Hearts raced, true love confessed

Notes never delivered
Our legs unable to take the leap
Fast-forward decades later

And analog becomes digital
I knew not your name until now:
Fragile

Now spread your wings, child
Hearken back to analog
Talk on what’s real