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Not Someone: A Haiku
Someone else’s sun
I’ll not be a part of it
Invitation-less
best friend
selfish and so wrong
outside for too long
that heaven is shook
that these bones are sunk
that forever I’ll steal you
inside as a thief
guilty and in need
Pink
You’ll take away my grey hair, you will. Magically. Replace each one with the perfect shade of pink champagne. And I’ll be sixty like that. And smiling big from our gentle conversations.
You’ll have my willing green eyes, you will. Automatically. Value simple bike rides without analyzing the weather. And the air in your wings. And so what when the rain pelts your seasoned skin?
You’ll battle my worst tendencies, you will. Tragically. Celebrate the good and bad of them. And together, we’ll love the humble. And Conqueror will be your second middle name.
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We ache, don’t we
Our trudging, persevering waves
Our praying to not fade away into the vintage
We make you hurt, all we want
The warmth of some sun wrapped so permanently around us
That the days of being exposed and cold….
And alone
In the heat
Be behind us
Can you do that?
Ineffectual
Oh guardian
Self-appointed and thus, the lower-case “g”
Continue to move freely about this space you supposedly shepherd
And vie, with all the other dogs
Vortex
A beautiful jigsaw of a puzzle
Jagged
So Puzzling
Most diligently contemplated
Crafted
Then Completed
Thrown to the air as confetti
Despite
In spite
I, now called to intentionality
Investigate
And restore
Eighteen: A Haiku
A half world away
I delight to see you grow
For we’ve roots and wings
Untouched
So much talk and so many voices
Weighing down and weighing in
But still unanswered to my mind
How many light years and lifetimes
Given how alike and unlike our hearts
Are you from touching me
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