Tag Archives: Window
June Will Be Okay
Deciding this morning whether
To be afraid for our weather
For this Earth
For its Underlings
I noticed triumph
Its and Theirs
I saw green, cold tears
Gladness!
There was little left to do
Open wide the window
Cry out
Three cheers for a cold victory!
Uninsulated
Thank you for this window now,
Of thin and vintage time.
The safehouse to set a spell,
The anchored birch, my lean-to.
That I’d be reminded
In these gusty days
There is still
The reaching skyward
And strength to see it.
Intent
Bad, bad wisdom
Borrowed initially while window browsing
Then purchased at too high a price
Only to learn it’s all lies
Disinformation
Fast and loose
First hustling Saturday morning cereal
Now each night seeking votes and souls
(Photo Credit: Tiger R., age 9)
Stilled: A Haiku
The windows open.
All night. The moon stakes its claim.
Not a sound. Not one.
boundless: A Haiku
There’s a wilder love
Than one could dream possible
With a feral soul
Figure Eight
Exhausted, this path
Deliberate and unknown,
Found us reaching out
Refusing Death: A Haiku
Insisting on Sun
Through the thick collage of clouds
Our hearts now alight
Haiku For Mom
Wind at my window
Awakening the wide wild
In me Mom tell him
This Haiku: Crowbar
Why does the window
Where from Earth I watch its Star
Seem only ajar
