People have promised me
Twice today
With all the confidence
Of the heart of a child
With all the solemnity
Of an old-fashioned hymn sung in unison
Everything will be
As everything ought
People, I promise you, too
Tag Archives: Poetry
unfamiliar territory
I fear to pray for you
That you’d find your way
Walk up to the things I treasure
And treasure them at the same time
What would I do
If you asked me why
Hide my elation, my faith
No
I prayed for you
I v. Me: A Haiku
I think it was June.
Yes, it was June. Perhaps. Please.
I pray it was June.
eyelash
It strips me of power
And at arm’s length it bids me to wait
While it keeps me in too-clean shirtsleeves
But, does it not prove I have hope
And might it not be rocket fuel
What if it makes truth come true
Juice: A Haiku
The grapefruit content
In its pale-pink, amber hue
Never needed orange
Upon Reflection
Hide me, I demand it!
The day has been too loud.
The music was not pretty,
The minutes, rarely proud.A heap-pile in the corner.
A room without a friend.
Hide me, I demand it.
I’ll rest and rise again.
Kelly Green: A Haiku
Of the Love professed
I’ve no cause to stake a claim
On its battlefield
What Wisdom
We used to commit all types of crimes
Against our smaller selves
Without comprehending why
How did truth let us out alive
Grown now
We mustn’t pretend we are
Answerless
Stumbling Blocks
You must and you will walk through that last door and dodge stumbling blocks, puddles and smells. And pain.
You’re gonna go breathe.
No, the sun and its smiling to-do will not stop you.
Be forewarned, it may slow you. It may pause you to play.
Should you stumble upon flowers, puddles, smells and such. Wanting the ache of it all.
Borough
The happenstance plan
Under the stars and string lights
With the city beat-beating below
It was only some dream
The welcome interruption
For once, a green dress and escape
Whispers in Spanish, not saying no
It was a safe, motorcycled yarn
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