Through wet, wide, green eyes,
I see you. You checkered flag
– daring me to race.
Tag Archives: Haiku
This Haiku: Refuge
Dear Flower, I thought,
please kiss him from me – but no
– yours is most perfect.
This Haiku: We Climbed
This hand I’ve to give
Sweaty and holding my heart
Is yours when you want
This Haiku: Oneness
Oh The Universe
What Great Promise does it ask
Mutual Honor
This Haiku: Running With Flag
Up and down I trace
Just where are you on my spine
Our roots intertwined
This Haiku: All This Air
My slow-motion reach
And Morse Code tap on your skin
Does it feel sublime
This Haiku: Endurance
Spiky-sharp boulders
Jut at ankles and shoulders
Notice the flowers
This Haiku: Wander Women
Worship our firm feet
Talk to the arch of our backs
Be crazed by our breath
Approaching Wanderlust Squaw Valley, CA; July 2015
Drought: A Haiku
If there were ever.
A time. To call. To The Clouds.
I bid, move your lips.
Before dusk, Fairfield, CA; July, 2015
This Haiku: Silent Hello
My wish: You’d kiss me.
First my hand, then my forehead.
No words. Just kiss me.
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