Tag Archives: Awe
The Book and I
Name what it’s called when you cannot help but
Address each and every creature and the
City of emotions that washes over you, leaving you in a
State of awe? And, for those who feel
Zip? What do you call them?
This Haiku: Today And Each Day
Italics Mine
I stand by my back-then words
The sight and the touch of a fiery hand
Brushed against the surface of my straight-from-only-God-knows-where intuition
Reaching out, did you foresee -as you seem to be able- my fumblings and follies
I choke when I taste and gasp when I smell your handiwork against my handiwork
With incredulous eyes, stunned heart and still-shallow breath, again I say
“Oh my God…oh my god….”