Grief and heartache wracks Your chest, deepest tensions are Loosed, new light enters.
Tag: haiku
Vivid
Life is calling. I Hear it out there, beautiful And free. Resurgent.
The Arrow
An arrow across The abyss struck my heart and I caught on fire.
President has COVID
Invincible You believe yourself, become Most vulnerable.
Wind
Which way I come, and Which way I go, you don’t know. Only my caress.
The Moon
Struck was I by light She shone to my mind’s darkness; Show’d me thus my light.
