Because, My Love

Posted on June 10, 2023 by Lisa Rosier

Would the knave or the knife or whatever this pain be

Would usurp someplace else than the wound ‘twas left in me

Would that I have the chance with the welded tines of time

Would not I, having danced, not unspeak love’s blue-eyed rhyme?

Your Own Ad-Vice

Posted on April 24, 2022 by Lisa Rosier

Show them unknowingly
Your daughters and sons
Worry
Neglect
Then expect they’d protect
The value of carefree
The wonder of fun
There is nothing like this
Over the rainbow
Under the Sun

Sacred Act: A Haiku

Posted on June 20, 2021 by Lisa Rosier

Please be a balance
Of God’s mercy and justice
His soft and His strong

Avilion

Posted on June 2, 2021 by Lisa Rosier

One fluid motion this life
Don’t let the fits and starts fool you

A seeming inability to find what it’s all for

When people pain your heart
Love them aloud anyway
Should the days forbare to reveal truth
Herald the light nonetheless

Befriend all of nature
Indulge noisy children
Sing a workaday’s song
To the water’s depth, say, “OK”

At the end of the day, this is what it’s all for

Don’t let your eyes miss the overflow
One silken strand this life to weave

Photo Location: Bay View, Wisconsin’s Avalon Atmospheric Theater

To Dad

Posted on March 14, 2021 by Lisa Rosier

I tried
Together to rip off the band-aid with you

To allow the city sun to shine upon the wounds we allowed others to inflict

Vitamin D for our tough-skinned inner-child

The parentified children we were
The superhero we each became

Heal with me, I shrieked to deafened ears
The same way we’d said it to dad

Heal for me

Prison Guard: A Triptych Haiku

Posted on June 26, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

A Prisoner, I
Self-imposed, quite happily
Ever so content

*****

This white, gauzy space
These creatures roaming freely
Airiness abounds

*****

Singing hardwood floors
Turn-of-the-Century cell
A Caretaker, I

At Heart

Posted on November 4, 2019 by Lisa Rosier

As a child, earnest
As a late-day water lily bloom
As a hopeless romantic

Thrive despite the shallow
Give the coolest shelter
Live to love and fight

To be free from such rules
To grow in the coming dark
To rise from it all each day

Let Them: A Haiku

Posted on November 3, 2019 by Lisa Rosier

Shine spilled everywhere
Once again, I’m left to grow
A beautiful mess

Bona Fide

Posted on July 31, 2019 by Lisa Rosier

All I ask of authenticity, as I swirl it across my palette
Simply this: Stop tasting as nostalgia might

Some genteel trip down memory lane
A life my children cannot revel in having once lived

Become balanced again, more perfect in this place
Tannins, stripped away

Smooth-sweetness, shine through
Impress me

Child

Posted on May 21, 2019 by Lisa Rosier

No reason my heart ought beat
No logic

Save you, who saves me

From nothingness, thinks me something
From absence, brings me present

No reason, no logic
But perfect sense

LisaRosier.com

Now Lets Do This Thing

Tag Archives: Children

Because, My Love

Your Own Ad-Vice

Sacred Act: A Haiku

Please be a balance
Of God’s mercy and justice
His soft and His strong

Avilion

One fluid motion this life
Don’t let the fits and starts fool you

A seeming inability to find what it’s all for

When people pain your heart
Love them aloud anyway
Should the days forbare to reveal truth
Herald the light nonetheless

Befriend all of nature
Indulge noisy children
Sing a workaday’s song
To the water’s depth, say, “OK”

At the end of the day, this is what it’s all for

Don’t let your eyes miss the overflow
One silken strand this life to weave

Photo Location: Bay View, Wisconsin’s Avalon Atmospheric Theater

To Dad

I tried
Together to rip off the band-aid with you

To allow the city sun to shine upon the wounds we allowed others to inflict

Vitamin D for our tough-skinned inner-child

The parentified children we were
The superhero we each became

Heal with me, I shrieked to deafened ears
The same way we’d said it to dad

Heal for me

Prison Guard: A Triptych Haiku

A Prisoner, I
Self-imposed, quite happily
Ever so content

*****

This white, gauzy space
These creatures roaming freely
Airiness abounds

*****

Singing hardwood floors
Turn-of-the-Century cell
A Caretaker, I

At Heart

As a child, earnest
As a late-day water lily bloom
As a hopeless romantic

Thrive despite the shallow
Give the coolest shelter
Live to love and fight

To be free from such rules
To grow in the coming dark
To rise from it all each day

Let Them: A Haiku

Shine spilled everywhere
Once again, I’m left to grow
A beautiful mess

Bona Fide

All I ask of authenticity, as I swirl it across my palette
Simply this: Stop tasting as nostalgia might

Some genteel trip down memory lane
A life my children cannot revel in having once lived

Become balanced again, more perfect in this place
Tannins, stripped away

Smooth-sweetness, shine through
Impress me

Child

Please be a balance Of God’s mercy and justice His soft and His strong

One fluid motion this life Don’t let the fits and starts fool you

A seeming inability to find what it’s all for

When people pain your heart Love them aloud anyway Should the days forbare to reveal truth Herald the light nonetheless

Befriend all of nature Indulge noisy children Sing a workaday’s song To the water’s depth, say, “OK”

At the end of the day, this is what it’s all for

Don’t let your eyes miss the overflow One silken strand this life to weave

Photo Location: Bay View, Wisconsin’s Avalon Atmospheric Theater

I tried Together to rip off the band-aid with you

To allow the city sun to shine upon the wounds we allowed others to inflict

Vitamin D for our tough-skinned inner-child

The parentified children we were The superhero we each became

Heal with me, I shrieked to deafened ears The same way we’d said it to dad

Heal for me

A Prisoner, I Self-imposed, quite happily Ever so content

*****

This white, gauzy space These creatures roaming freely Airiness abounds

*****

Singing hardwood floors Turn-of-the-Century cell A Caretaker, I

As a child, earnest As a late-day water lily bloom As a hopeless romantic

Thrive despite the shallow Give the coolest shelter Live to love and fight

To be free from such rules To grow in the coming dark To rise from it all each day

Shine spilled everywhere Once again, I’m left to grow A beautiful mess

All I ask of authenticity, as I swirl it across my palette Simply this: Stop tasting as nostalgia might

Some genteel trip down memory lane A life my children cannot revel in having once lived

Become balanced again, more perfect in this place Tannins, stripped away

Smooth-sweetness, shine through Impress me

Please be a balance
Of God’s mercy and justice
His soft and His strong

One fluid motion this life
Don’t let the fits and starts fool you

When people pain your heart
Love them aloud anyway
Should the days forbare to reveal truth
Herald the light nonetheless

Befriend all of nature
Indulge noisy children
Sing a workaday’s song
To the water’s depth, say, “OK”

Don’t let your eyes miss the overflow
One silken strand this life to weave

I tried
Together to rip off the band-aid with you

The parentified children we were
The superhero we each became

Heal with me, I shrieked to deafened ears
The same way we’d said it to dad

A Prisoner, I
Self-imposed, quite happily
Ever so content

This white, gauzy space
These creatures roaming freely
Airiness abounds

Singing hardwood floors
Turn-of-the-Century cell
A Caretaker, I

As a child, earnest
As a late-day water lily bloom
As a hopeless romantic

Thrive despite the shallow
Give the coolest shelter
Live to love and fight

To be free from such rules
To grow in the coming dark
To rise from it all each day

Shine spilled everywhere
Once again, I’m left to grow
A beautiful mess

All I ask of authenticity, as I swirl it across my palette
Simply this: Stop tasting as nostalgia might

Some genteel trip down memory lane
A life my children cannot revel in having once lived

Become balanced again, more perfect in this place
Tannins, stripped away

Smooth-sweetness, shine through
Impress me