(2013)
This was a haiku I wrote near the beginning of Fall on a day I was feeling a bit under the weather.
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
To grasp at the root This longing for the seasons Hidden deep, deep down To say it’s just “Natural,” Would only scratch the leaf-tops
To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!
Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
