Past Time: Her Haiku

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Fuck this very zoo
Where captivity drives you
To regret your eyes

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Consecrated Girl
Born for a time such as this
You have been called up

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Equal in this pen
Harken back now to the days
‘fore you suffered snakes

Original Inspiration Credit:
“The determination of thy will shall be yielded to thy husband, and he shall rule over thee.”
– Genesis 3:16
“[F]or if you remain silent at this time…you and your family will perish…who knows but that you have come to your royal position for such a time as this?”
– Esther 4:14

Shut-up, Stranger

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Sixth-sense brushes with the Supernatural

Celebratory tinnitus signaling soon-to-arrive portals

And I feel aglow

For, what I’d failed to recognize
All those years
The Stranger and her offspring wished to silence me

Instead, I bravely shout from the rooftops each day
Renewed

What I used to fear, I ride out now, breathe easy and know

Answers are on their way

Justice is coming like a freight train

Roguing

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Ripped from her victory garden
With promises of Roses & Violets
Sugar & Sweet compliments

Tiny poems as pollen

Soon left alone, till in hand
Thistle seed as some parting gift
So goes love to life

Roguing now, she

Mothering nature
In the early Spring sun
Blamed, but cultivating, still

Step Lively

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If you’re trekking alone in the dark
The train station within sight
Hope of home in your heart
Schedule unknown but hoping you won’t be late

Those obstacles in the meantime?

The throngs of strangers
The loved One who neither noticed you’re gone, nor cares whether you’ll ever return
A nearly dead battery and bank balance
Yesterday tethered around your ankles

Take comfort, you are seen

Someday, in 20/20 hindsight, find
A candle shone in some window
That beautiful soul, burned for you

The train leaves sharp at 11:11pm
You are loved far greater than you think
Now run, freely

And step lively





Just

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Remind me to love, Lord
One ear up to all the world

One myopic eye
Just one
To all that ails me

Give me You
A curiosity-cocked mind
To learn just what is their need

Light to shine, that all feel seen
Many comforts and time to share

This Time

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Proceed out of Winter
My hard-earned wisdom I offer, my friend

It is inhuman to have forsaken the Sun as we have
The birds beckon you now, none too early

Travel to June
That the Summer may hold you and lilac unfold before you

Emerge from here, unbroken
afterall
Fearless

Running into Winter as warriors, prepared
Ecstatic, that next time shall not surprise us, this time!