Tag Archives: Song
More Sure
Original Thought Credit: Tasha Cobbs Leonard, “I’m Getting Ready”
Wonder Frog: A Haiku
Has my song struck out
Whistled ribbit-rhythm sunken
Never to ascend?
Doves: A Haiku

Now friend, come outside
See me, how I summon thee
Each and ev’ry morn’
Motherhood
And then, daylight
Appeared — what for, this song
This soft white light
The quiet, cool exhalation
I’d waited a lifetime
None books I’d read
No wisdom sent my way
Foretold through the ages
Oh, those kind sages!
The wholesale beauty of you
Hey, Satan: A Haiku
“I feel a small fire….”
She says, in sing-song slang.
God knows, she’s afire.
A Making
A going has to come, I know
An acquiescence to the shortened days
A refusing to refuse the night
I’ll clothe myself in skin-tone colors
I will stop hearing creation’s groan silenced
I’ll start feeling good, acting great, again
Original Thought Credit: Nina Simone, “Feeling Good”
It Kills Me
I cannot remember the words
The top-ten song that found us there, together again that night
A vintage crimson string, tethering us to our wild years
All we knew in common, refined in the storm of them
I sang to you in the sheets we shared
That now escaped melody, I swear to you, sugar, it kills me
If you heard me, say you remember the words