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Rod & Reel
“I love you,” and the like
Together, if even apart
Find yourself offering up applause
Whether they crush it
Whether they barely manage a tick
An, “atta boy”
An, “atta girl”
In this life and beyond
Pardon Me
Shadow work to do now
Let’s face it — I didn’t care
I did, and then…I didn’t
I do — or it’s possible, I don’t
Tell me what you think, and don’t hold back
We can’t stay here forever
For fuck’s sake, why would we want to?
Who isn’t ready, at this point, for some great and epic adventure!
Who?
Tell me
This is my prayer, my petition
My pardon
Doves: A Haiku

Now friend, come outside
See me, how I summon thee
Each and ev’ry morn’
605 Nights
Too many nights
Tonight finally was
Begging God
Which He warns us against
But He loves you, so
Just this one last time….
Bring him back
I love him unending
Bid him tell me why
I was not worth a goodbye
The mirror becomes exhausted seeing your broken heartedness
605 nights
You finally break your own heart enough to tell yourself
I love you, Lisa
Say that instead
Such words do not feel so difficult or surprising afterall
And you believe it
My morning cup, filled
The wonder! Why in the world
That this could be so
Would we allow it
Our eyes and mind be lifted
And we’d rise with Him
Kadesh
What might we share?
Except for some source of light
And the cello muse
I won’t pretend to know
Though
I like soft things
You like the edge
I’m drawn to abbeys
You’re from the deep
I flirt with irreverence
You respect me
So maybe we could stand
A day or year
A treaty, here
Find peace
Decide
Praise The Rock from which The Water flows
Not far from Jordan
Hey, Hey: Our Haiku
Ease toward my ease
Our optimism merging
Our decisions one
We Slay
May I melt into you at sunset, when our day is done, and the deep — delicious, as a buffet — lies before us?
Will you walk with me into that starred-space, wish upon the seconds with me, and show me what courage in the dark can accomplish?
Battle with me — and sometimes, for me — fellow-dreamer, in those in-between hours, then soothe my mind when I wake to the day
So again I may slay 
In the Making: My Haiku
Walk first, if you must
Though eyes downcast, chin up, love
Always, your chin up