This Haiku: Your Boots

Posted on August 30, 2015 by Lisa Rosier

You smell dusty. Put
back on your boots, I want to
dance atop your toes.  
 

This Haiku: Alma

Posted on August 29, 2015 by Lisa Rosier

What is evident

Is often just visible

Intuitively 

 

Haiku Hill

Posted on August 29, 2015 by Lisa Rosier

Scale the greenest hill

And daydream, dance or be still

Inhale, exhale, thrill 

 

This Haiku: Liquid Good

Posted on August 28, 2015 by Lisa Rosier

Leaving behind lost
Dancing with uncertainty
There lies life’s liquid 
 

This Haiku: People

Posted on August 28, 2015 by Lisa Rosier

I pause to reflect

I look up I look down and

I see I Am love 

 

This Haiku: Become Buterflies

Posted on August 27, 2015 by Lisa Rosier

We won’t stop testing
it’s bitter-sweet truth. We must
feel what life tastes like.  
 

This Haiku: august 26, 2015

Posted on August 26, 2015 by Lisa Rosier

It must have magic
It’s said we’d die in its name
Strangers and brothers 
 

This Haiku: Ire’ Up

Posted on August 26, 2015 by Lisa Rosier

Read to me from the

book named “Fire.” Let me feel your

voice boom on my back.  

 

This Haiku: august 25, 2015

Posted on August 25, 2015 by Lisa Rosier

As you tie the bows

Onto the sweet silken strands

Please think of my hands 

 Art Credit: Tiger R., age 7

This Haiku: Little Lake Home

Posted on August 25, 2015 by Lisa Rosier

…and unending arms,

plus peace that’s not pretending.

Bared souls and bare feet.