Morning: A Haiku

His laugh was gentle
His laugh was honest, child-like
I might’ve kissed him

This Haiku: November 12, 2015

I see fortitude
Why then do I need her skin
Why seek her shelter

I am to want you
I’ll spend my breath to find you
I do desire you

A lanky barn cat
Content to chase the sunlight
And roam near our home
Photo Credit: Tiger R., age 7

I turned the corner
And decided I was thrilled
At the fear I felt

Half-draped in canvas
I would want to fall in love
If I saw her there

Then the photograph
Capturing her rare virtue
I’d hang on my heart

O’ what for my eyes
Where they cradle, who they hold
Will they be held back

These early mornings
Whisper wake up together
Both at the same time

There’s not aloneness
But the too-much quietness
Won’t leave me alone

What is she telling
All the orange-red raspiness
The sitar in back