As you were my Knight
Unable to speak the truth
You’ve been my mourning
My Knight: Your Haiku
Tag Archives: Prince
Hot Breath
Canine king, find me, follow me
Whether dinnertime or downtime
Hot breath on my heels
Chops pressed ‘gainst my calf
Clickety-clacking claws, be unwilling to leave me be
Guard my steps, as I’m prone to frolic with frogs
Looking in wrong places for princes
No sixth-sense nonsense, your love
Rey
I had a Dream
I persecuted him
I cross-examined him
Until the scales of justice shone into my eyes
Then came dawn
I looked and saw his name
Rey, a prince of light
I spared his life
I was a dream
Pursued by him
He bided his time
My green eyes and my green dress stole his sanity
Then we danced
He jumped and took my hand
It was the city lights
He saved my life
Prince
Is as tall as me,
all you'd promised me you'd be
and holds all my trust.
Dark: A Haiku
You are not my God.
You royal son of someone.
I won’t kneel to you.
Kit: A Haiku
Sell your everything
Except for your soul this time
Come back, my best friend
Standing Haiku
A diamondless soul
An oracle, a prophet
A smith and a prince
This Haiku: August 17, 2015
I’ve been fed…I’ve thrived.
I’ve been dared…I’ve risen up.
I’ve been promised…I’ve….
“Indian Writings” – near Moab, Utah
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