Tag Archives: One
Army of One: A Haiku
Self-hatred and angst
We will forthwith be free from
They said to their souls
Supplicant
Do we know what we commit when we pray?
I’m uncertain
Questions, I know I need
After asking for comfort from the One who commands the stars and could right-well hand them to me
Am I earnest enough?
Am I faith-filled?
Is this ignorance or freedom?
What says my soul?
Celestial
choice
The oneness
Clinging to your shadow
An imperfect shade of orange
With darting eyes that you deny
Until you can no more
You open wide the door
And
Then you cry
One: A Haiku
I want our alone
Damn it how you talk to me
As if I were yours
but one
Everything was white
And there were almost too many flowers
The distance from there to there finally closed
It was daylight
Not that anyone would remember
And for once, nobody looked away