Tag Archives: Want
The bless’d wanting moreWisdom Kingdom
To turn the mourning to a song
To claim the weather was your choice
And all the ache a beckoned friend
To want no more than what is now
To plant the flowers among pests
And seeds of doubt in yesteryear
So then, with wisdom, kingdom come
Anemone
Be it flowers surrounding
Or the Winter’s death knell
When lush heathers and purples
Fade to sienna sand
May it be with clarity
Or with toment I cry
I want it
I want it all
Want: A Haiku
Our actions, absent
Our language, lacking goodness
Why do we not care?
Shapes
Want
When
In your rusty, craggy, rasp
You speak
Shall the manna cease
I
Reach hopeful
Faithful
And doubtless
To correct your precision
To say This
It Can not
And My Door
I confess
I do need the few things that I want
For they’d help me to walk less only
My heart put to the test
The more longish glance
The brush of a hand
Some help small or grand
And of course, that last dance
Reserved though this is, for the rest
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