here, where
all the paths
of this life
run in
zigzag
spirals ,
up ,
away
.
.
.
haiku
here, where
all the paths
of this life
run in
zigzag
spirals ,
up ,
away
.
.
.
haiku
waken in darkness
quietly finding myself.
subtle sounds : stillness
.
haiku
who needs handsome prince?
real woman’s worth’s embedded :
unique to her-story
.
haiku
sun is higher in
eyes ~ i have feet in my head ~
dreams big in my shoes
.
haiku
i’m on the winter
side of our mattress while he
rolls in summer plumes
.
haiku
sound speeding past us
decked in stoned-light-headedness
burst-out-happyness
.
haiku
my hair smells of wood
smoke of your lips lingers could
spark any moment
.
haiku
when me love every
aspect of me under sun
me glow under skin
.
haiku
the abject neglect
never mentioned!
caused the rift
to platonic drift
.
haiku
Ps
as if one needed one explanation for separation
neither hide nor hare
nor deer nor bear but
giraffe! in the path!
.
haiku