yes, I am still here
where relevance is subjective
and there is a land across the sea
I sit with hands bound
surrounding a cup of tea
feeling another’s pain
Tag Archives: dirge
Haiku 274/365:2013
write no poems for me
if I am killed unjustly
that’s the job of spring
Haiku 111/365:2013 [morning song]
the scent of rising
heart kneaded in full seasons
comforts mourning soul
Haiku 105/365:2013 [Chaos]
hatred that consumes
us like exploding chaos
improvised emotions
Haiku 94-5/365:2013
air pregnant with war
as the fragrance of dead fruit
singes appetite
//
moth spreads wings to sun
for what more has man been born
than to burn the world
Haiku 86/365:2013
oppressed tongue thirsting
a desert awaiting rain
to pour out the soul
Vulnerability
Passed by what
appeared to be
love
caught lying
faced-own
on the side of the road
taking a massive beating
from the rain
wanted to pick it up
but decided to photograph it instead
wanted to capture this moment
just
as
I see it…
