wake : count these blessings
1. i awoke 2. there’s no
number 2. required
.
haïku
wake : count these blessings
1. i awoke 2. there’s no
number 2. required
.
haïku
come kiss me speaks wind
with all my breath is answered
all while sun looks on
.
haiku
i become
clear
glass
empty
space
for the moon
and all her stars
to sail
.
haiku
no thought
nor image
interests me
no task
tempts me
is this poetry ?
.
haïku
.
then, quite suddenly
the sky is full of god ; i
open my mouth — laugh
.
haiku
monument under
moonlight ~ his form ~ lyric
fluid idea ~ her
.
haiku
giving up tumult
for smallest of moments …ah
butterfly breath sighs
.
haiku
a seed grows under
ground without a sound : power
of its voice soft : grace
.
haiku
.
ps
creation is quiet
destruction creates noise
suggested to men
politely respectfully
women aren’t for sale !
.
haiku
waken in darkness
quietly finding myself.
subtle sounds : stillness
.
haiku