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Hand In Hand Haiku
Mission accepted
To lead, to love, and to serve
No option, no choice
Torch
Beauty me up, artist
Swim through my day, my life
Whirlwind ’round the kitchen
In and out each room, each window
Lingering, busying
Leave no ion, yard, or garden of me unchanged
Then when my heart smiles, long last!
Teach me artistry
That I may take the torch
Something Gardens
A sunny day
On this, the fore-edge of Spring
It looks like something good happens here
In this, the place they renamed, “Something Gardens”
Although I see really only billboards and bungalows and bulldozed-over housing projects
And strangely, no gardens
But there is the color and promise upon everyone’s skin
The special sauce in people’s blood
So I become sure
I plan to see the Something Good that happens here -those “Something Gardens” that mean to grow
So I stay and I work
I help
I sow, that someone else may reap
I wait
And I see that I, too, grow
Whom
Interstellar Scholar
Steady my looking glass
Tame the night sky
Instruct my young hand
Intrigue my aged eye
Today: A Haiku
This Haiku: Breakfast Alone
Conductor
Where might I stand to be sheltered from safety
Danger is dancing on the horizon tonight and I dare you to say whether it’s dawn or twilight
I tell it to teach me the good trails to take
The Secret trails to take
Where, when I weave and travel as danger does now, others stare and plead “take me too”
And if they’ve truly electric in their veins, then I can
We’ll go and we’ll stay
And we’ll dance
We’ll teach and we’ll weave
While we travel
Far East at First