The arms-length loving
All my forsaken flowers
Crushed by distant words
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Second-Story Windows
I’m explaining
Away
The shimmering leaves
The gust that inspired them
The light they danced with
The grace with which they fell
They’ve
Nothing
To
Do with you
At
All
Aquinas
Forgive this unbeliever
Universe darling
I see them standing proofless
Lying to their eyes
Claiming some convergence
Between them and you and me
Will they who profess you
Refund me
For the broken pieces
I hold and held and clung to
When at first I followed
Fess
Can I admit
I lost
I am lostThat as such
Can I say
I find
I am foundSuch is this
Do & Don’t: A Haiku
In the such short years
We see them all fall away
And our promises….
blond
From somewhere far, lament sings
Nearer still, there’s hope’s eased breath
Tho’ sad’s strings stir me
The Unknown’s my best friend
Almost Missed
Decree there be
That time for low light
For quiet contemplation
For the easy adjustment of eyes
And clarity, clarity
Abour the ever-evolving
Distraction from the dance
Apices
He’s afraid of coming close
She looks too much like him
The same sharp teeth
The same keen nose
The same deliberate swim
She wears scars so visibly
His brother’s constant barbs
They catch his eye
They call his cape
They yet keep him afar
Truth To Me
There were footsteps
Invisible, loud
Crushing at first
Then funny
What else was there to do but disbelieve
And laugh
Looking down
There is purple and black
Walking away
Someone did come after all
To take and not rescue
To take and take and take
Proud
In the dead of Winter
Long
After the artificial electric
The sound of sung merriment
Now fallen
Let the shine on my bare shoulders
Reflect the distant auroras
And hold the light
From your eyes
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