The book of you
Is long since written
Dreamily illustrated
Published
Perched on the shelves
And of the lists?
Waiting
To be found
By posterity
The brightest eyes
Will smile and say
You are
Like looking through treasure
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Curiosity is for others I knew
Curious I opened you
Crossed-out were all the meanings
Rewritten in red were the right ones you wrote
Green arrows referencing citatations to other languages
Not spoken before
Pronouncing words to the best of my abilities
Curious I laid you down
Lean: A Haiku
Whether I’ll survive
This is moment-to-moment
The Book and the Rock
Even At Lunch
Is there any way
You would read to me
Every day
Sit me down any where
Speaking with passion understood
Every where
Your words pausing any place
Literary style demands
Every time
You may choose any book
My ears adore
Every genre
Leather-Bound Book
He walks as the beginning of a book
And an epic message that greets -permeating the future
Invisible ink for now
She takes hold of the leather-bound book
And all but the cover is blank -a fine hello, but what next
Picking up pen, exhaling a smile
Belongers: A Haiku
The Book in my hands
The warm, tactile sensations
The Light creeping in
This Haiku: Learning To Read
May just my eyes touch
For I’d not wish to wake you
Stay silent my thoughts
Water. Living.
My head does hurt and is amazed.
A Life spent shunning shadows
and seeking a spotlight that never showed.
But I am learning that.
In His shadow is the only place I shine.
And I am grateful for Him.
And I am grateful for him.
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