Tag Archives: power
UglyThe Beautiful Empty
Inmate lists and textless nights
Poetry Books of Days
Trauma breath & then no breath
Beautiful country songs
Guilt and shame
Someone else’s last name
Losing again and again
Oh, where needing will find you
Light On: A Haiku
Evidencing hope
There’s no better legacy
What pow’r, your footprint
Clownin’: A Haiku
Serious Business
I am, and if you think not
Look into my eyes
Quiet Wins
I’m promising her I’ll notice
The grains of sand
One by one falling away
The fog, that had cooled her head
Rolling back, uncool, after all
The once-silent roar
The power regained
Now since she’s picked up her mat
Haiku Mess
Melt, faster this time
Dissipate, finally, then
Rise again to pow’r
Warrior, Defender
What is this we say
Words have power?
To send them out as little soldiers
Do we?
Dressed in armor plus tiny swords
Or in humility, altogether naked
Regardless revealing our hearts
When with any thought
Words can heal?
To speak them forth as mighty ministers
Ought I?
What bidding do I demand of them
Or in vulnerability, lowly ask
No matter what I stand to lose
breather: a haiku
now let’s do this thing
she pled with fading green eyes
to the fleet of foot
In Pictures
Say something
That doesn’t belong
Put prose
Where no one expects a scandal
Wield words
We’ll all sign our name to
Once overcome
We’ll wish to convert
Power
You are
I am
This is
The place my mind goes
The way that you know it will
The mess made by two captains with perfect arms
