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It’s called crazy, see?Debt of Love: A Haiku
These darkened months spent
He paid no thought to our vow
Were we not worth that?
Swear Fealty
I did walk
Unknowingly
Into some feud
With a self-appointed lord
Who fought to the edge of reason
Against me
What false fealty, he
Who sought no reason to fight
For me
With then, my One, True Lord
Into some grace
Finally
I did walk
Solstice in June
Life I don’t recognize
Here nonetheless
Borne out of The Summer of Love
My first days
My always
Enamored with Solstice in June
Seek True North with me
Kick ass in the dugout with me
Help make love familiar again
Sandy-haired
I summoned you so hard
So in earnest
Sent out all my Super-she energy
With such sheer-will
With mountainous hope
Which always worked so well for me
But found only my own enlightenment
It can only be the powers that be
Felt fit to see
You find yourself
Crawling
And not
Mountain climbing
Sandy-haired, please find yourself
Jill and Jack
Lucky to have me
Though, do you truly know it?
I walk beside you
Lover, sister, poet
What I provide you
Acceptance, challenge, laughter
What I learned quickly
That’s not what you’re after
Citizens
Free, we
Aren’t we?
And we’ll not forget
Earthbound
Heaven-bound!
And loved nonetheless
Webster’s Hill
Dictionary me
Plentiful of words
Heartfelt pronunciations
I’ll speak monosyllabic, if you’ll listen:
“I-loved-you”
You there on the hill
Webster’s Hill
Hardcover edition
I spoke King’s English
Plain English
All languages I knew
Prayed black-letter truths
Whisper-wished my marrow into you
What fateful stormy day
Opened you up
Revealed your empty pages
What phonetic wind
Took your hand from mountaintop
Carried you from me?
victors
his harem and the hell of it
writing our hearts out
we
playing nice, polite, naïve
negligent, thus failing
sorrow shrouds our intrinsic prettiness
our intellect
O, Ego
His-n-Hers
God gave me this house
yellow, yes — at first glance
diffuse your gaze, step back and see
sentience walks these halls
juicy details of pain, love
striving, ceasing
success and victory
go or stay, either way
none of it’s yours to peruse
Asking
What do you do with the gifts I give you
The blue flags and the cardinal view? 
Do you heal, whilst you love
Do you leave legacy?
Do you fly
Do you let Me guide you?
What do you do with the Fall Equinox
The waned moon and the amber days too?
Do you stir, undeterred
Do you walk with purpose?
Do you rise
Do you see My True Hue?
I have a loved one who introduced me to Jesus when I was 19. Where would I be without that fact, I shudder to think. If you know and love and have faith in the God of the Bible, the Creator of the Universe, I’m asking…please pray for the person God put in my path all those years ago.
I often do a prayer-filled writing meditation where I sit down and without a goal, simply watch and listen to what God literally sets in front of me. Today it was all of these things:
•lavender from my garden
•my son’s school notebook and science book
•the blue prayer flags in my window
•a cardinal landing in the tree inches in front of my face
•golden tall grasses around the edge of my yard
And then, God asked me to ask all of us this: What do you *do*with it all?
