Perhaps
It’s why we had relative peaceTho’ blue and red both
Magenta suited usWe smiled with eachother
Even when mad or weakenedTruths we spoke into being
During our long breaths togetherWe shared an ancient meal
Despite our different appetites
Tag Archives: Truth
What Wisdom
We used to commit all types of crimes
Against our smaller selves
Without comprehending why
How did truth let us out alive
Grown now
We mustn’t pretend we are
Answerless
2014: A Haiku
Not denied my eyes
Told my heart to go to hell
That’s what I’d have done
I Lied
The battle is twofold
And feels insurmountable
Truth comes from the North
And appears as the enemy
Illness attacks at Dawn
And the signal is giv’n
At these intersections, I must choose
And I conclude, I’ll live to fight
Befriend the enemy
And let it slay hope at Dawn
She Knows
As sure as she stands
Having stopped running
And with a shortness of breath
Her wallowing ends here
A lesser woman
Would be smiling by now
At the thug long gone
In the rear view mirror
He’ll not admit
She is as good as gold
Like the flecks in her true green eyes
He tastes her pureness still
Clarity
It’s each day, isn’t it?
We dig deep into the recesses
Pull out the silken fabric
Clean their soil from our sunglasses
Then smile that we remember
The true truth
Senator
Funny the Storyteller
Consciously oblivious to the realities
Accepts the reigns nonetheless
Walking in wisdom
Feigning the fool
Weaving your heart with the truth
Vinegar: A Haiku
Sugarless I’m not
But were I to pretend it
Oracle, portend….
The Unknowing
The green
May I rip it away at the roots
The red
A chisel and pickax to you
The shine that is tinsel
Oblivion forever more
Twelve Minutes
What do we know about wishes
Birthed from some book somewhere
Nurtured by the voice in our head
Guided by the truth from the days
Awakened with a call in the night
Relegated as dust on a shelf
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