if you change
your mind
i’m still
in line
( not the 1st )
of course
( camouflaged)
.
haiku
if you change
your mind
i’m still
in line
( not the 1st )
of course
( camouflaged)
.
haiku
monument under
moonlight ~ his form ~ lyric
fluid idea ~ her
.
haiku
two oaks still stand
though older,
split apart,
ravaged
roots entwine
in quiet
.
haiku
i said to my soul
look what i found and heard i
kept it safe for you
.
haiku
this poem exists
because you are reading it
thanks for being it
.
haiku
the grief of a touch
of his fingers I lingered
disbelief as he leaves
.
not a haiku
one syllable over done
i write my poems
for bees, clouds; for brown sparrows,
for flowers; not you
.
haiku
.
not especially
true
🦋
both giggles and yawns
borne lofty up stairs to bed
to lay down their heads
.
haiku
i opened
with yawn
over phone
he simply
yawned back
we talked
til close
.
haiku
whisper secrets of
my failures and other dumb
successes ~ you smile
.
haiku