June 25th: A Haiku

Today you told me
Don’t leave this moment, but dare
To withstand its fire

Thank you defender
I’ll not fall prey to despair
Nor be Tempest-Tossed

Under the Bridge: A Haiku

None blood between us
I dreamed last night my brother
Showed me tenderness

How is it that I
I who dwells in this frame be
Detained from a life

Ah! I’d forgotten

It’d started with a hello

Trouble always does

When he reached across
To touch her muscle, her heart
He became a man

I’ve no further sense
Of whether I stand with you
It feels like heaven

A bit like Paris
Such potential for beauty
Such horrendous void

What if it’d been you
Who sat down at that table
Today as my friend

I see now people.
How we slip. Subtle it is.
Down, then up and back.

When you pled the Fifth

Were you smirking and smiling

As big as I hurt