Tag Archives: Love
Green Skies
The things we learn to love
Born of sorrow, sometimes
Longing, for what has gone away, never to return
Decide, I decided
Let go, as the Sage said
Learn to love anew
Town Red: A Haiku
In that small venue
The Mountain asked to be mine
And I acquiesced
Dud
I imagine the universe echoes us all
At some point distant, or close
Rings back like a lover, or brother, or friend
Then, silence -when you need them most
It’s possible love transcends murderous words
In subsequent lifetimes, or past
A dynamite stick, burning from both the ends
Its light soon to fizzle, it’s heat a mere flash
Late Rainbow
The waning light
Bleeding, bruised
Yet, on fire for me
Like Lot’s wife
I looked
But found mercy, found grace
Having fled the chaos
Found a late rainbow
There
Common Flowers: A Haiku
Let’s dream far too big
Of a dreamy-type of love
To fit us misfits
Not Natural
Black diamond, I’m afraid
The day draws near
You’ll allay alone
You scare them so
They’ll ask, aroused
They’ll linger, then loiter
Then, taunted by some ego
They’ll tumble
You found them
You called them
Out
Child
No reason my heart ought beat
No logic
Save you, who saves me
From nothingness, thinks me something
From absence, brings me present
No reason, no logic
But perfect sense
I am not a concession