Tag Archives: Sister
I see wePut-on: A Haiku
We’re together now,
Me & Me. A sisterhood.
I celebrate this.
Anonymous Sister: A Haiku
Acting as mountains
On universe energy
Proves to me we’re ours
Photo Credit: Anonymous sister on my behalf, Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Art Credit: LOVE Sculpture, Robert Indiana; Milwaukee Art Museum
Blue Damsels
Diminished
From the wind, I think
Or what’s riding on it
Chilled uncertainty?
Despite any positive prophecy or revelation
Holy, scholarly, or both
It’s what troubles me to the core today
And my sisters too
So let us weep in any and all ways tonight
So the morrow we’ll feel as ourselves again
Whole
Steph: An Epic Poem
She,
I think,
Would be Stephanie
A love I didn’t know I needed
A friend from a Friend
Both martyred
For, what are true friends for?
She,
Stephanie,
Would have gifted me
A kind word
A wise word
Both since otherwise elusive in my world
For, looking back, what did I expect?
She,
Steph, we’d have called her,
Would be a poem -nay, is a poem
A poem and sister to a brother
A work of art with no end, they are
Both Epic story-songs
For, hear thou, their lyrical air?
She,
Stephanie,
Would be safe from me now
A sword of truth having pierced my soul
A prayer of forgiveness asked
Both to self and sin, I desire to die
For what, but abandonment, is there?
She,
Stephanie,
Would be thirty soon
A soul eternal
A girl, a woman
Both alive
For, ‘tho I don’t deserve, why too am I?
Alicia
Freckle-faced girl in the rainbow coat
Pretty
Riddled
Porcelain heart
You other girls with the unkind curls
Why, why
Won’t you
Make her a part
She is my friend and she shares her coat
What cost
You cause
Her eyes cast down
She found her smile in another place
My friend
She’s gone
A foreign town
akin
What then
If you’d suffered as I
And I’d shown no passion
No care
To pull you to here from there
Where it’s safe
What then
Could I claim Humanness
Or say I’m your Sister
Come here now
To this side
And thrive
With Poetry: A Haiku
I trust that by now
Your hands have healed completely
And her gloves are off
Your door I’ll keep closed
And your peace will be my peace
Sister please hold him
arrived
If our souls don’t ask for our skin to touch
Then we won’t get
Get
Where we need to be
Brother
If our arms aren’t soft while our will stays strong
Then we won’t claim
Claim
Our identity
Sister
This Haiku: Sans Cape
If just a sister
Then I’ll be SuperSister
If not, then super
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