Tag Archives: Poetry
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
Oreo: A Haiku
I, Exhibit A
That one must flounder to win
It’s just this simple
Blot: A Haiku
Soaring, swooping thing
You’re asking me to notice
Yet distracting me
Evermore
You were dangerous to us
“possessing, and full of”
Your “me” mentality
Experimenting with our experience
Traumatizing our time
Leaving behind
Ghosted train tracks
Coming ahead
Haunting this road
Moreover,
The unhallowed years-
Unending and never over
What peace?
What peace there might have been
The French
Wisdom befriend me
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