Daily Archives: February 6, 2012
(a Fib) Red, cold here in my shamed hands, lifted high to fly from frozen lips, old scattered heart. Fresh start, from this strong quiet place sharp edges now worn, thorns shed and held fast, un said.
These manic phrases fling, carom and cling to callow heart and every fragile thing while whispered words, this spry and scattered sprig hold fast to chalet’s side, where sunshine digs. Elect -ric pygmy thought here glistening long, I stretch and … Continue reading
Oh, dubious rebellion petulant staccato heart, shed this metallic scar latch these ruins to magic dart fuses set; billows hungry for new breath. Exile hate, inhale hope.
Hungry again, but home she sighs, ties the sash without batting a lash. After all, tomorrow is another day. Right? Oh, curtains. Foiled again.
Haiku Gray matter matters even when considering matters of the heart. Pi-Ku To listen, think. To see, just thank.