cupped in my palm
weary bee sipping honey
we talk of lavender
#2469
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Tag Archives: haiku
#2452
“Prayer”
lotus bloom unfolds
open arms and open heart
transcending language
#2450
“Evening Walk”
rabbit kit dying in the grass
dead bumblebee on the blacktop
setting sun bleeds red
#2399
These dreams of you are
Echoes from my subconscious
Just phantom limb pain
#2392
I watch my state burn
Blood sacrifice to hubris
And can do nothing
#2391
Hot summer evening
You pass in a motel hall
Just going for ice
#2389
I make friends with moths
Envious of artlessness
Holiness writ small
#2388
It’s beyond salvage
Ashfall shrouding charred ruins
No one’s noticed yet
#2387
My muses dumped me
How embarrassing is that?
Rats flee sinking ships
#2382
In my dreams, Her lips
Red as ripe pomegranates
the Queen of Heaven
#2381
Circles overlap
Body, spirit; sex, gender
But where? And how much?
#2324
A heavy gold coin
Hangs low on the horizon
The Morrigan’s moon
#2303
Inside every cat
Burns a spark of Egypt’s sun
Divine, eternal
#2302
Your hands are a cage
You let nothing fly away
So fearful of love
#2301
I am the sun disk
I blaze! I burn! I destroy!
I see all, know all
#2299
“Titanic”
Sleep, oh weary wreck
Salt water dissolves your bones
The tides soothe your ghosts
#2298
With these words I buy
A moment of sanity
Precious yet fleeting
#2297
Beneath shifting sands
Secrets slumber, dark deeds dream
The ancients awake
#2296
They slew the goddess
Buried her temples and name
Yet still she rises
#2295
Endless golden fields
Reeds whispering in the wind
There lost love awaits
#2294
Like all lovely lies
Your gifts vanish with the dawn
More harm than good, they
#2290
Bast be my lit torch
Protect me until day dawns
I walk in your light
#2289
I am a ghost town
Built around a dried-up well
Oh how the winds cry
#2275
“Silent”
amid ash and fog
there you will find an answer
beware the sirens
#2274
“Dyatlov”
a tent half buried
the wind keens a mourning song
footprints in the snow
#2090
clap for me, darling
I am a corpse filled with rot
yet look how I dance!
I am a corpse filled with rot
yet look how I dance!
#2078
wife slumbers in peace
between us the curled cat purrs
Saturday morning
#1982
oh, that first embrace
last embrace yet sole embrace
how teacups reverse
last embrace yet sole embrace
how teacups reverse
#1979
hello summer, please
strip me, scorch me, bleach my bones
are we not old friends?
are we not old friends?
#1971
o this fucking well
have I not learned my lesson
I abide in stone
