I took the hope you offered, clenched in fists Still dried with blood and tears and without trust. No matter how I walked, each step was risk Without the father I had reckoned just. Forward and still forward into night So irretrievably the past pressed in; My heart I'…
As an apple tree Or a young stag Is my lover. Finest and loveliest; Warrior and king. In the night I sought him On my bed I longed for him Until my desire roused me to walk the city But I found him not. In the watches of the night…
The ash had fallen round about the mountain and she waits Her remnants covered fields of green with black and dusty night. After her eruption came a quiet death, a state Of cold and distant solitude and some quaked at the sight. But come the morning light, the fire Has…
He wrote without hope Ink fades, his sorrow made A noose from a rope. postscript Not much to be earned in the arts, usually. Day three of --The Brazilian rhyming haiku. fav.me/daq8spu…
Fair mistress of the skies, demurely, Oh how she hides her face from those Who want no more than light, and truly, A sweet release from dark. She goes So thoughtless to the bereaved children Of the light, and will not hear them, She hides away in bitter gray, Too…
The winter comes on lazy wings and brings us frost and cold, While autumn beat retreat with care, grown brown, and bent and old. Though winter likes to come each year with laugh as cold as ice, It chuckled softly in this year in repentance of all vice. But maybe…
Will time perhaps begin to dull the edge Of sharpened pain, bled long into the night? The clock has stronger powers, some allege Than any form of salve or balm despite The tempting call of sleep or drink or ought Which promises to soothe the deepest pain. The arms of…
Life rolls steadily onward For the world outside While I am pinned beneath the waves Of sorrow and grief Emptiness and despair. They roll over me in a repeat of the same moment-- Mocking me as my body mocks me with the pangs of a labor that did not bring…