Torqued

Posted on January 12, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

I will gift you
Machine man, me
Eyes clear now
Future-ready
Take your Soldier hand
Study, journey with you
This trip around the Sun
We familia

I will gift you
Speed demon, victory
Bodies torqued
This skin, yours
Time trials completed
Finish line, Westward
This whispered promise
We checkered-flags

I will gift you
Sugar boy, pie
Feed you tenderly
Sing to you
In perfect pitch
Make a wish
This catch-me vision
We with lights on

Actual Expedition

Posted on March 30, 2016 by Lisa Rosier

Would you ever spend
A silent day
A quiet day, where we only look, not speak

Where all that we see
Could have its way
And any way, I prefer you to people, I think

This Haiku: Onlooker

Posted on September 7, 2015 by Lisa Rosier

You happy Machine
How you build up gracefully
Please do not mind me

The Machine and The Table

Posted on April 21, 2015 by Lisa Rosier

Would you be mad
If I gave that chair over there
-the one in front of the old machine-
An inviting, gentle kick

Would things go awry
If I set my feet, then my dinner
Upon it and asked
That it pretend it’s a table