self righteous

Posted on November 2, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

Anger
Love
Anger
Love
And they’ve nothing to do with eachother
From the same vessel, though, no?
Am I
Anger or Love?

Fast: A Haiku

Posted on November 1, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

I, gone in the night

In the then warm summer night

I’ve not returned since

Intersection

Posted on October 31, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

Please green light
Don’t come for me yet
Don’t comfort me yet
With your go-go hue
I still need to stay
Though the world has bid its adieu

actual bird

Posted on October 26, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

little nest
little magpie
little by little
Fall then Fly

big fear
big when-why
bigger and bigger
Leave the Lie

Old Neighborhood

Posted on October 26, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

Don’t think there’s not anything left
I touch you now and still
There is
For I hear weekend giggles
I see the toys of us
I taste pink bubblegum ice cream
I smell farm and city musings
I intuit us

Own Undoing

Posted on October 25, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

You did never plan we’d meet in California
I was never meant to see you in the Spring
As for our near-miss in Eastern Colorado
Call it fate, or God’s permit, or some damned thing

End of The Day: A Haiku

Posted on October 24, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

Your saunterer’s walk
My eyes will always follow
Your wish…your command

Like Pink

Posted on October 22, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

Not running
Never ran
Every day staying and Staying and STAYING
And
I am an orchid and you know what that means
Now
From there
Join
Me
Here

Resolved,

Posted on October 21, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

Folded
For this world, Forever
Saved
For sometime, someplace Later
Planted
For here, and for Now

Fast

Posted on October 20, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

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Tag Archives: Poetry

self righteous

Anger
Love
Anger
Love
And they’ve nothing to do with eachother
From the same vessel, though, no?
Am I
Anger or Love?

Fast: A Haiku

Intersection

actual bird

little nest
little magpie
little by little
Fall then Fly

big fear
big when-why
bigger and bigger
Leave the Lie

Old Neighborhood

Own Undoing

You did never plan we’d meet in California
I was never meant to see you in the Spring
As for our near-miss in Eastern Colorado
Call it fate, or God’s permit, or some damned thing

End of The Day: A Haiku

Your saunterer’s walk
My eyes will always follow
Your wish…your command

Like Pink

Not running
Never ran
Every day staying and Staying and STAYING
And
I am an orchid and you know what that means
Now
From there
Join
Me
Here

Resolved,

Folded
For this world, Forever
Saved
For sometime, someplace Later
Planted
For here, and for Now

Fast

I both mourn and celebrate
The something
In your fingertips
I can’t know what it is
Thus, my shroud
When in time comes the day,
My rejoice

Anger Love Anger Love And they’ve nothing to do with eachother From the same vessel, though, no? Am I Anger or Love?

little nest little magpie little by little Fall then Fly

big fear big when-why bigger and bigger Leave the Lie

You did never plan we’d meet in California I was never meant to see you in the Spring As for our near-miss in Eastern Colorado Call it fate, or God’s permit, or some damned thing

Your saunterer’s walk My eyes will always follow Your wish…your command

Not running Never ran Every day staying and Staying and STAYING And I am an orchid and you know what that means Now From there Join Me Here

Folded For this world, Forever Saved For sometime, someplace Later Planted For here, and for Now

I both mourn and celebrate The something In your fingertips I can’t know what it is Thus, my shroud When in time comes the day, My rejoice

Anger
Love
Anger
Love
And they’ve nothing to do with eachother
From the same vessel, though, no?
Am I
Anger or Love?

little nest
little magpie
little by little
Fall then Fly

big fear
big when-why
bigger and bigger
Leave the Lie

You did never plan we’d meet in California
I was never meant to see you in the Spring
As for our near-miss in Eastern Colorado
Call it fate, or God’s permit, or some damned thing

Your saunterer’s walk
My eyes will always follow
Your wish…your command

Not running
Never ran
Every day staying and Staying and STAYING
And
I am an orchid and you know what that means
Now
From there
Join
Me
Here

Folded
For this world, Forever
Saved
For sometime, someplace Later
Planted
For here, and for Now

I both mourn and celebrate
The something
In your fingertips
I can’t know what it is
Thus, my shroud
When in time comes the day,
My rejoice