She dressed up
Silly little, frilly little
Dress
For him, for her
Can her smile truly know?
Were the days
Was her heart
Not pretty enough?
Why dress up
Why wrap in shining paper
Already there, forever there
Love
The World whispered so
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Friend in Haiku
Hat back on your head
And stop tipping it to me
I need no kudos
Remnants
This is my own tragedy
This telepresence, of sorts
I, loving you
Self-created, for my imagination is that of a girl reading far too many fanciful tales of interplanetary affection and of camel-led caravans of the Orient
The dust of this all still surrounds me
Something I alone permit
Against God’s will,
I believe in you
a whirl
Us on our wheels
Moving
Going
Where?
When we arrive
Finally
Thankfully
Home?
No Mere Myth
‘Tis true, love is a madness
Yet not merely, tho’ entirely
And its abode a wrongful ill
Yet I, at home in love
Nonetheless
Original thought Credit:
William Shakespeare; “Love is merely a madness….”
Capitalized: The Haiku
A vision of you
Knighted, with the letter “K”
Not the letter “N”
Sorry Love
Redeemed I am by you
In ways I’ll come to know
‘tho I am beginning to suspect
It will look like a deepening of my faith
In God
In man
Be redeemed my friend
Within each Precious breath
‘tho you’ve long since crossed that blessed bridge
It feels good, does it not, and so we
Say sorry
No more
Not Nameless: A Haiku
Snowy rock and grass
Through these mountain-pined green eyes
You’re at every pass
He Said in Haiku
She was left for dead
But I need her, so I prayed
And revived Springtime
Loved
could I walk backward
I would walk backward
would I erase you
I could erase you
close my eyes
close my eyes
where are the words
here are the words
here is my love
where is your love
close my heart
close my heart
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