Open Door: A Haiku

The wind, it wants in
From low to the ground, I shout
Come, bring your friend rain

Bite: A Haiku

I will bite deeper
To forget the core of you
Apple sweet Apple

Always this is there
The white, the arms, the angel
I am always here

To give my green eyes
To replace them with the blues
To put down my pen

The whitest of truths
A moment pregnant to heal
The blackest of hearts

While boundaryless
There was nothing, there was need
There was disaster

Take your rightful place
Up against me, against us
For you are with us

Somebody…I hear
you…from a distance…coming.
Take me…with you. Yes….

You there, Sunflower
Tigerlily, Boy Wonder
Be still in your soul

There the abject limb
In this woebegone business
Away with you heart