Easy

Posted on October 4, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

I miss
I understand
I reconcile
I nurture

The chances, taken and not taken
The reality that exists
The truth, that I may heal
The future

This was
This is
This must
This shall forever be

So easy

On Flowering: A Haiku

Posted on September 11, 2019 by Lisa Rosier

I’ve been taught to grow
My bright green, giv’n blessing to
You’ll want my number

ito: The Haiku

Posted on January 17, 2019 by Lisa Rosier

To keep you pretty
I make a mess of myself
I ought let you fly

The Twenty-Second of September

Posted on September 22, 2017 by Lisa Rosier

Autumn is the hidden bottle of vodka
Your judgmental lover taking shots
Under the guise of necessity
Autumn is when you realize you are indeed too tall
For feigned devotion
For relative truth
For heroes not within

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Easy

I miss
I understand
I reconcile
I nurture

The chances, taken and not taken
The reality that exists
The truth, that I may heal
The future

This was
This is
This must
This shall forever be

So easy

On Flowering: A Haiku

I’ve been taught to grow
My bright green, giv’n blessing to
You’ll want my number

ito: The Haiku

To keep you pretty
I make a mess of myself
I ought let you fly

The Twenty-Second of September

I miss I understand I reconcile I nurture

The chances, taken and not taken The reality that exists The truth, that I may heal The future

This was This is This must This shall forever be

So easy

I’ve been taught to grow My bright green, giv’n blessing to You’ll want my number

To keep you pretty I make a mess of myself I ought let you fly

I miss
I understand
I reconcile
I nurture

The chances, taken and not taken
The reality that exists
The truth, that I may heal
The future

This was
This is
This must
This shall forever be

I’ve been taught to grow
My bright green, giv’n blessing to
You’ll want my number

To keep you pretty
I make a mess of myself
I ought let you fly