Tho’ my joints should ache
I’ll know that I cannot care
…there’s a row to hoe.
Tag Archives: Energy
The Way Of It
With the compressed exuberance of a schoolroom full of children penned
Spilled then to the play yard uncontained
There bravely apart will always stand
The One boy
On the outside looking in
With a sing-song strong voice no one will hear
Quick to smile eyes that yet catch no gaze
An uncommon courage the only company, she stands back, knowing her place
May I: A Haiku
May I wake you up
Whispering straight from my dream
I’ve an energy
French Press
On cold mornings
I peek
My foot out from the sheets
And pretend that
You’re waiting there
Not asleep