This air! Oh, this air
I am privileged to bear
The Cross of its care!
Tag Archives: Love
Parking Lot: A Haiku
We kept holding hands
I clinging and you dragging
One day we let go
Forces
In a different lifetime, a wild storybook
Or a dragon's imagination
We knew love
Our footsteps, in perfect unison
Sword of some sort in hand
Caused commotion
I slept easily, you breathed free
Foreheads upward aimed
This liberated others
This is to say nothing, to reveal no secrets
Of our electric touch
Dragons won't tell
Oxbow Bend
I don't want to miss a song, love
The harmony of us, the range
The highs and lows
And when there be storms
The chase
Into One
Leave me
Bad timing
Filterless funnymen
Ghosts of the most awful prose
Wash me
Rhythm of mine
Gleeful girl-woman
Eyes on the here and the now
Find me
In universe perfect metre
Simple-hearted simpleman
Helpless and helpmeet alike
Every Knee
You came to my heart
As a pinpoint white light
You said “You’re Welcome.”
Scarboard
She isn’t finished
Meanwhile, I’ll celebrate her
She always wows them
She has a story
A true tale of scars and love
She is of the deep
Clinical
Though you know your words won’t change the truth
You’ll utter them, won’t you
When bitter honesty, rained down with lightning’s splendor
Ought leave you speechless
Why the hope-filled hollow, a fathom deep and wide
Which dwarfs you -why the denial
When with empty hands and learned heart, you realize
Your faith was fated after all
His Holy Truth
Things are not what we thought
And in the morning, we wake and learn
Nothing is as we were told
Either
This was all spin
Swinging, as a tired disco ball
Except
There is that standing truth
Upright and all
Vertically oriented
Waving at us in this bad wind:
Let go
Let go
At the same time, love it all
Rogue
Does it seem sensual?
What else could cause you
To cast off your clothes,
To peel away as if parched
The years of you and me
Of we? On your way
To some other’s carefree closet?
Nevertheless, there’ll not be a Day
In which I won’t want
This old coat to cling ever so tight.