(2013)
This was a haiku I wrote near the beginning of Fall on a day I was feeling a bit under the weather.
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…
