Tag Archives: oxygen
Liquid Heat
Oxygen, I
Afire, you
Particular particulate matter, we
Your grey-green eyes, my green, green eyes
This was all that mattered
Dissipated, now
Why
Science and God refuse to explain
Pathos: A Haiku
Off the mountaintop
More oxygen to these wounds
Less surprise attacks
living also
Diseased or dormant
Standing sedentary
Feeling as an aside
You close your eyes
And think
For what purpose
Close them a beat longer
And know
For shade from oppression
A homebase for weary wings
The very air
And nourishment to live another day
Yes, we’re all dying
But like you, living also
Our colors, like water…like oxygen…work well together…like art from artists, were we to work in earnest.