Tag Archives: Earth
Ask: A Haiku
Breaching Earth’s surface
Full with the sway of wanting
We petition Spring
Love, Lisa
If the Earth did turn, that the Sun seemed to rise this morn’
Just as sure as I wrote these words
You are not alone now
If you awoke, however dehydrated and aching
Let these words quench your need
I love you, turn with me, rise with me, thirst and ache no more. I love you
Your Venus
In orbit, us
Sometimes suspended between worlds seen and unseen
I wonder
Ever did you close your eyes on Earth
Ignore my gravity and pretend
I was your Venus
Magician’s Scarf
Who each woman is
Does she smell like lavender fields
More worthy of obsession with each passing Day
Why the fabric of her dress upon her skin causes men to sing?
The Earth springs forth, as I imagine, musical notes with her every step. Yes.
Such passion must she follow, as to leave us inspired
Her smile draws from an endless-deep joy well
Words from her soul have him come hither, a pulling of magician’s scarf
June Will Be Okay
Deciding this morning whether
To be afraid for our weather
For this Earth
For its Underlings
I noticed triumph
Its and Theirs
I saw green, cold tears
Gladness!
There was little left to do
Open wide the window
Cry out
Three cheers for a cold victory!
Under The Tree
I wish your teacher
Hadn’t taught you hardball
Or you’d have played a bit softer with me
And had I needed
Not to wipe the sweat from your brow
You’d be sleeping, I’d be living a life
Flee now, rejection!
Else I wish forever more
On this Earth, in my dreams, and in heav’n
He Said To Me
I need to move
from Earth
I need to make space
as if I were a creator
or creative, of some sort
I need to mark
from Intention
I need to mean something
as if they’d someday speak
Or marvel, of the firmament
Dear Father,
Love Dust
With what gloves do you handle
Your mother
The one who wonders at you
What pieces of your heart do you hold
For her alone
Will you rise to all she knows you are
And meet her at her pace
Catch her if you can!
With what boots do your walk upon
Your mother
The one who provides for you
What segment of your sinew do you share
For her creatures
Will you champion her air and terroir
And give your dying breath
Back from whence you came!
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