Name This Poem

Posted on February 12, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

When you suppose your eyes

Close them whenever, what do you see

I see flowers that belong to you, although I have no proof

But it is your stare

From my best recollected memory

Through this whirlwind storm God permits

And this calm

From which I build my case

Device

Posted on January 16, 2018 by Lisa Rosier

Have you
Being supine
Crying whatever type of tears
Feeling whatever storm from somewhere
Rolling tempestuous tears
Filling storm-struck ears
Being human
Have you

Oxbow Bend

Posted on August 9, 2017 by Lisa Rosier

I don't want to miss a song, love
The harmony of us, the range
The highs and lows
And when there be storms
The chase

Starship Human

Posted on May 18, 2017 by Lisa Rosier

When a hole so vast
All recollection of gravity be long lost
When atmosphere’s touch
When sudden flares of solar light
Startles so to trigger a hurricane

What red-stained firmament
Marks tears visible light years away
What evidence is there
What proof of life
Or hope for hereafter