No one seems to care
In intensive care units
They should change the name
Tuesday, May 24, 2022
Monday, May 23, 2022
Sunday, May 15, 2022
Is the secret that
there are no words in water,
is that what it is?
How the water flows
as it tumbles over me,
speaks a true language
No earth and no stone
can take a waterfall's place
or shout its whisper
Mom once heard a speech
about how it's water that
relaxes us most
I miss my mother
in every crevice of life
and at the water
I wasn't sure if
I should come here again now
but there are reasons
God please please bless me
in my most private moments
to sense the water
Here in the desert
a waterfall hides and seeks:
We've found each other
Water and poems
don't have room for linear or
literal moves
Sunday, May 1, 2022
Arguing with myself haiku by haiku:
I’ll throw this away
It’s only for me to vent
Not for you to see
This will get published
And be lauded on TV
And bring you meaning
I’m wasting my time
Over and over again
Like with this writing
I’m becoming me
By answering my calling
Being me right now
I should be sleeping
Or up being productive
Not here writing this
I’m where I should be
Doing what I need to do
Writing this haiku
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