Tall & Lovely

Posted on July 10, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

Ahh, the girl from that January beach
Walking past those who shroud themselves in grey
Unchoosing to see
How each simple step they ought take
Means a chance to dance

But in my mirror I see her, whether January or June
I see me, swaying in syncopated rhythm
Barefoot
Embracing time these past months
Finally never alone

Original Thought Credit: “Garota de Ipanema;” Vinicius de Moraes, lyricist

Melanin in Me

Posted on June 22, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

Don’t be sad for my curves where there often aren’t
They feel fine on my long German bones

The Irish-ilked will in me fist-fights eternally
With my most straightforward Grecian nose

Would that it be soon my silvery strands, earned with my Norwegian blood
Make merry with my Polka feet

Traction

Posted on May 26, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

For me
Whether it be storied and short
Or miles long
Sweet sweat
At twilight time
When the day’s taken all it can
Yet, I’ve much, much more to give
To me

Best You: A Haiku

Posted on May 17, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

Best you come harder
The Western Storm just don’t know
Say hello to This

Donuts For Five: A Haiku

Posted on January 25, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

We say we trust us
So bring donuts tomorrow
Sprinkles and creme-filled

Elevated

Posted on January 17, 2020 by Lisa Rosier

Not taking no for an answer, She
Dressed up sexy for the crimes of He

Master-mechanic motivating, She
A fine-tuned engine emerges, He

Speaking in the same tongue, You & Me
Ascend from sorrow’s basement, We

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

My Orion

Posted on November 16, 2019 by Lisa Rosier

Thank God: A Haiku

Posted on November 7, 2019 by Lisa Rosier

Your heartbeat, heartbeat
The last truth you said to me
My ear to your chest

Tall Order

Posted on October 20, 2019 by Lisa Rosier

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Tall & Lovely

Ahh, the girl from that January beach
Walking past those who shroud themselves in grey
Unchoosing to see
How each simple step they ought take
Means a chance to dance

But in my mirror I see her, whether January or June
I see me, swaying in syncopated rhythm
Barefoot
Embracing time these past months
Finally never alone

Original Thought Credit: “Garota de Ipanema;” Vinicius de Moraes, lyricist

Melanin in Me

Don’t be sad for my curves where there often aren’t
They feel fine on my long German bones

The Irish-ilked will in me fist-fights eternally
With my most straightforward Grecian nose

Would that it be soon my silvery strands, earned with my Norwegian blood
Make merry with my Polka feet

Traction

For me
Whether it be storied and short
Or miles long
Sweet sweat
At twilight time
When the day’s taken all it can
Yet, I’ve much, much more to give
To me

Best You: A Haiku

Donuts For Five: A Haiku

We say we trust us
So bring donuts tomorrow
Sprinkles and creme-filled

Elevated

Not taking no for an answer, She
Dressed up sexy for the crimes of He

Master-mechanic motivating, She
A fine-tuned engine emerges, He

Speaking in the same tongue, You & Me
Ascend from sorrow’s basement, We

Torqued

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

My Orion

Thank God: A Haiku

Your heartbeat, heartbeat
The last truth you said to me
My ear to your chest

Tall Order

Juicy
Miracle from God
I met my match in you
Which of us has the quieter lips
The longest green stare?

Mechanical
Bastard, but not exactly
Father-figure to everyone, you
So help me now
Let’s dance, like you said, damn it

Ahh, the girl from that January beach ￼Walking past those who shroud themselves in grey Unchoosing to see How each simple step they ought take Means a chance to dance

But in my mirror I see her, whether January or June I see me, swaying in syncopated rhythm Barefoot Embracing time these past months Finally never alone

Original Thought Credit: “Garota de Ipanema;” Vinicius de Moraes, lyricist

Don’t be sad for my curves where there often aren’t They feel fine on my long German bones

The Irish-ilked will in me fist-fights eternally With my most straightforward Grecian nose

Would that it be soon my silvery strands, earned with my Norwegian blood Make merry with my Polka feet

For me Whether it be storied and short Or miles long Sweet sweat At twilight time When the day’s taken all it can Yet, I’ve much, much more to give To me

We say we trust us So bring donuts tomorrow Sprinkles and creme-filled

Not taking no for an answer, She Dressed up sexy for the crimes of He

Master-mechanic motivating, She A fine-tuned engine emerges, He

Speaking in the same tongue, You & Me Ascend from sorrow’s basement, We

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

Your heartbeat, heartbeat The last truth you said to me My ear to your chest

Juicy Miracle from God I met my match in you Which of us has the quieter lips The longest green stare?

Mechanical Bastard, but not exactly Father-figure to everyone, you So help me now Let’s dance, like you said, damn it

Ahh, the girl from that January beach
Walking past those who shroud themselves in grey
Unchoosing to see
How each simple step they ought take
Means a chance to dance

But in my mirror I see her, whether January or June
I see me, swaying in syncopated rhythm
Barefoot
Embracing time these past months
Finally never alone

Don’t be sad for my curves where there often aren’t
They feel fine on my long German bones

The Irish-ilked will in me fist-fights eternally
With my most straightforward Grecian nose

Would that it be soon my silvery strands, earned with my Norwegian blood
Make merry with my Polka feet

For me
Whether it be storied and short
Or miles long
Sweet sweat
At twilight time
When the day’s taken all it can
Yet, I’ve much, much more to give
To me

We say we trust us
So bring donuts tomorrow
Sprinkles and creme-filled

Not taking no for an answer, She
Dressed up sexy for the crimes of He

Master-mechanic motivating, She
A fine-tuned engine emerges, He

Speaking in the same tongue, You & Me
Ascend from sorrow’s basement, We

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

Your heartbeat, heartbeat
The last truth you said to me
My ear to your chest

Juicy
Miracle from God
I met my match in you
Which of us has the quieter lips
The longest green stare?

Mechanical
Bastard, but not exactly
Father-figure to everyone, you
So help me now
Let’s dance, like you said, damn it