This Haiku: Sky Speak

You’ve awakened me,
yet still evade my fingers.
I feel. It’s a sign.

This Haiku: 1000 Droplets

You’re Awake out there,
up there, are you not? And you
called me on The Light.

While shopping for shoes I shouldn’t have been

Shoes too fancy for anything in these parts

An omen -I mean, a song- wafted on and on overhead

Music too loud as usual, but it caught my conscience

I could barely make out the words, as airily whispered as they were

Some friend apologizing to another for the weather or for using much too much

Electricity

Where might I stand to be sheltered from safety

Danger is dancing on the horizon tonight and I dare you to say whether it’s dawn or twilight

I tell it to teach me the good trails to take

The Secret trails to take

Where, when I weave and travel as danger does now, others stare and plead “take me too”

And if they’ve truly electric in their veins, then I can

We’ll go and we’ll stay

And we’ll dance

We’ll teach and we’ll weave

While we travel

Far East at First

I plan to conduct an experiment
And I hypothesize
That I can conduct The symphony
Of music to the skies

After which, I’ll conduct The lightening
-its electric gaze I’ll hold
Conduct then I will The interview
Of a soul centuries old

The music, The lightening, The interviewee
They function together as one
Can you imagine the final scene
As they masterfully come undone