This Haiku: Two Petals

Traveling I learned
We’re a genre all our own
A power-full read

This Haiku: A Tender Twang

The Sun speaks to me
In a diff’rent dialect
Challenging heart’s ears

Billowing circles
All around for us to find
Life comes full circle

The Year of Ashes
I remember there was fire
Nothing’s the same since

In aching places
Would that we find peace as deep
And a smile as wide

Those names that we choose
When we speak out to ourselves
Ought leap from God’s lips

We’ve made promises

Opportunities await

You’ve truth I must hear

I let close my eyes
I think of a rabbit farm
You make it come true

i see black n white

i see what should be secret

i see palms on glass

Gatorade and Grime

Dusty little dugout face

Forcing me to run