sound speeding past us
decked in stoned-light-headedness
burst-out-happyness
.
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
i divorced instead
of being
blessed
to die young
to escape
neglect
.
haiku
afternoon sun slants
adores polished floor
house plants caressed
stretch like cats
.
haiku
.
17 syllables, tumbling in errant formation, loving rumbling disarray
amen
two oaks still stand
though older,
split apart,
ravaged
roots entwine
in quiet
.
haiku
i rest a hand on
dimpled bulb of door – handle
fondle brass of past
.
haiku
.
n.b
nostalgia meaning : our pain
.
there is a tendency to return to pain. painful memories can be an addiction.
we speak of them often, draw them back into our existence, repeatedly, why…?
what does this justify…?
what if we left them in the past and staying in the present, looked to the future. Joy…? Peace…? Forgiveness…? Gratitude…?
ahhhhhh… ! mmmmmmm …!
stillness returns on
skins of pools of streetlights and
rills of blackened glooms
.
haiku
Do you want to live forever?
i do i do i
do i do infinitum………………………………………….
eternal spirit
.
haiku
new life in the dead
of winter sunlight surrounds
the leaves as he leaves
.
haiku