Solve: A Haiku

Posted on October 1, 2024 by Lisa Rosier

Just before sunrise

The firmament feels nearer

‘Tis a mystery….

Luke 8:10 “To you it has been given to know the mysteries of the kingdom of God….”

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae, FieryPhotography.com

Join You

Posted on August 11, 2023 by Lisa Rosier

Well — hello, fellow struggler
May I say: You wear your patchy-feathers proud
No mind to molting season

I’m frozen in a place of shame, and don’t often speak of my own lack out loud
A desperate whisper on a moon-filled night
This, all I tend to venture

But you! Here in the early morn,’ foraging and in flight!
Makes me think, with eyes anew, that I ought, too,
Fight the good fight

This Time

Posted on April 25, 2021 by Lisa Rosier

Proceed out of Winter
My hard-earned wisdom I offer, my friend

It is inhuman to have forsaken the Sun as we have
The birds beckon you now, none too early

Travel to June
That the Summer may hold you and lilac unfold before you

Emerge from here, unbroken
afterall
Fearless

Running into Winter as warriors, prepared
Ecstatic, that next time shall not surprise us, this time!

Doves: A Haiku

Posted on April 6, 2021 by Lisa Rosier

Now friend, come outside
See me, how I summon thee
Each and ev’ry morn’

Caged: A Haiku

Posted on January 18, 2021 by Lisa Rosier

Do birds know their luck
That I no longer trust wings
Else I’d fall for them

Latent: A Haiku

Posted on December 21, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

Giv’n The Universe
There seems more to us than this
Maybe this is that

Non Grata

Posted on December 9, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

Ad Hominems

Posted on July 23, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

These times

Jackhammer & pow’r tool sounds

Rattl’ing windows

Prayer flags far too still

Birds just took their leave

Late morning already

And me not yet dressed for the day

Make me wonder

Are we getting any rain

In the Echinacea

Posted on July 7, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

A Cardinal, spying from the pow’r lines by my kitchen window, acts tempestuously

As if he cannot resist me

Truth be told, I’m fond of him, too

Remarkable as he is — less a vivid red than most, and volume missing in the tufts of his shaggy cone

I know the migration he’s been through, and he needs that

Unafraid to ask, I say, “What is it you want?”

His response…be still, my heart!

I won’t betray his confidence, but we see eye-to-eye

It’s the reason he finds himself landing in my backyard peach tree at every possible opportunity

Poking around in the Echinacea, for calm

Glad I give him refuge, I leave open the door

Talking with him like this, leaves me wanting more

And All The People Said

Posted on May 28, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

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Now Lets Do This Thing

Tag Archives: Birds

Solve: A Haiku

Join You

This Time

Proceed out of Winter
My hard-earned wisdom I offer, my friend

It is inhuman to have forsaken the Sun as we have
The birds beckon you now, none too early

Travel to June
That the Summer may hold you and lilac unfold before you

Emerge from here, unbroken
afterall
Fearless

Running into Winter as warriors, prepared
Ecstatic, that next time shall not surprise us, this time!

Doves: A Haiku

Now friend, come outside
See me, how I summon thee
Each and ev’ry morn’

Caged: A Haiku

Do birds know their luck
That I no longer trust wings
Else I’d fall for them

Latent: A Haiku

Giv’n The Universe
There seems more to us than this
Maybe this is that

Non Grata

Ad Hominems

In the Echinacea

A Cardinal, spying from the pow’r lines by my kitchen window, acts tempestuously

As if he cannot resist me

Truth be told, I’m fond of him, too

Remarkable as he is — less a vivid red than most, and volume missing in the tufts of his shaggy cone

I know the migration he’s been through, and he needs that

Unafraid to ask, I say, “What is it you want?”

His response…be still, my heart!

I won’t betray his confidence, but we see eye-to-eye

It’s the reason he finds himself landing in my backyard peach tree at every possible opportunity

Poking around in the Echinacea, for calm

Glad I give him refuge, I leave open the door

Talking with him like this, leaves me wanting more

And All The People Said

Let the sounds in — all of them!

Have them ramble around, bouncing off the humidity-coated walls

See which ones bust through stop signs and find rhythm with bird songs

Find which ones look like quiet conviction and calls to action

Then mull about together, dialogue, and make sense of this world with them

Create order from disorder and call it good again

At the end of the day, we must

Proceed out of Winter My hard-earned wisdom I offer, my friend

It is inhuman to have forsaken the Sun as we have The birds beckon you now, none too early

Travel to June That the Summer may hold you and lilac unfold before you

Emerge from here, unbroken afterall Fearless

Running into Winter as warriors, prepared Ecstatic, that next time shall not surprise us, this time!

Now friend, come outside See me, how I summon thee Each and ev’ry morn’

Do birds know their luck That I no longer trust wings Else I’d fall for them

Giv’n The Universe There seems more to us than this Maybe this is that

A Cardinal, spying from the pow’r lines by my kitchen window, acts tempestuously

As if he cannot resist me

Truth be told, I’m fond of him, too

Remarkable as he is — less a vivid red than most, and volume missing in the tufts of his shaggy cone

I know the migration he’s been through, and he needs that

Unafraid to ask, I say, “What is it you want?”

His response…be still, my heart!

I won’t betray his confidence, but we see eye-to-eye

It’s the reason he finds himself landing in my backyard peach tree at every possible opportunity

Poking around in the Echinacea, for calm

Glad I give him refuge, I leave open the door

Talking with him like this, leaves me wanting more

Let the sounds in — all of them!

Have them ramble around, bouncing off the humidity-coated ￼walls￼￼

See which ones bust through stop signs and find rhythm with bird songs￼

Find which ones look like quiet conviction￼ and calls to action

Then mull about together, dialogue, and make sense of this world with them

Create order from disorder and call it good￼ again

At the end of the day, we must￼

Proceed out of Winter
My hard-earned wisdom I offer, my friend

It is inhuman to have forsaken the Sun as we have
The birds beckon you now, none too early

Travel to June
That the Summer may hold you and lilac unfold before you

Emerge from here, unbroken
afterall
Fearless

Running into Winter as warriors, prepared
Ecstatic, that next time shall not surprise us, this time!

Now friend, come outside
See me, how I summon thee
Each and ev’ry morn’

Do birds know their luck
That I no longer trust wings
Else I’d fall for them

Giv’n The Universe
There seems more to us than this
Maybe this is that

Have them ramble around, bouncing off the humidity-coated walls

See which ones bust through stop signs and find rhythm with bird songs

Find which ones look like quiet conviction and calls to action

Create order from disorder and call it good again

At the end of the day, we must