water (stream of consciousness)

water can be rain
that falls from the sky

untroubled and true

water can be tears
that fall from my eyes

over-wrought and rude

water can calm me
with gentle waves

free and blue

water can kill me
with pounding graves

coarse and new

water surrounds me
inside and out

keeping me alive

one day it will cover me
from ground to sky

with no reason why

except to see me die

(bye)  

fly high haiku (x3)

1)

i remember when
flying high held horror dreams
now i long for air

2)

to get where you want
you have to let go of self
soar within the clouds

3)

blue tracing the sky
holding on as spirit falls
dancing with the stars 

dim

hugging close to 
the dimming light

holding fast to
the vanishing warmth

what did we do
to deserve such cold?

what can we do
to find the fire again?

over and under covers
silent in the dark

wondering if the sun
will rise again

(dim)

myopic

you don't have 
to wait much more

in this bitter cold

soon enough you'll
be old enough to 
make your own decisions

regroup unto yourself
and learn where to be

don't see eye to eye?
don't fret

the vision was getting
too blurry anyway

(go)

hidden heart (three for haiku)

1)

enigmatic girl
who is it you're looking for?
are your eyes for me

2)

petals protect me
from the cold that you became
when you forgot hope

3)

decadent delight
worrisome but home to none
still under the stars

eggshells (a stream of consciousness poem)

i carry my heart
on the outside

such a bumpy ride
for an important organ

i can't hide the feelings
from the inside

only because you
bring them to the surface

it's a talent you have
that you probably didn't want

to taunt without feeling it
and hurt without meaning to

incomplete words don't 
make for a good rhyme

and the cold weather brittles
any kind words that are said

afraid of the eggshells that 
must be walked on?

think about how it feels
for the eggs

scrambled, as usual

(breakky)

decisions

sometimes you have to stay
where you are valued

and walk away from 
the unknown

even if it looks like
the better place

even if every face smiles
at your entrance

even if there are many stories
to inspire you along the way

the road there could be
hilly

the trouble there could be
unspoken

the friends you see from afar
can be acquaintances inside

the filter falls  
the closer you get
to where you desire

making troubles very clear

steer away from 
what you think
and stay where the feeling's real

at least for to-day

(soon)

dark

too many untitled
drafts

too many incomplete
thoughts

too many "what i wish 
i could say"

too many "you don't know
my heart"

too little words 
that could fix the pain

too little too late
can drive you insane

in the silence of the night

(dark)

visionary haikus

1)

when you caught my eye

i knew heart was soon to go

but i did not care

2)

my own dilemma:

i don't want to lose sight of

what i cannot own

3)

flirting is one thing

taking is another step

let my vision go

 

the key (stream of consciousness)

there was a time
when i had better words

smoother thoughts

and an unconscious energy
to be able to coax secrets
from a stone

but now
when everything counts so much

i can't seem to grab
the key to what's really you

i thought i had hope
when you drew back the shadows
and showed me your soul

but you darted away 
so quickly so quickly

dragging back insights
leaving sleepless nights

keeping my feelings at bay

you say you have the key
for me

do i dare trust you 
enough to reach out a bare hand

into infinity?

oh, if only i were a tree
that you could live within

i promise you can fly away
whenever you wish

just don't forget me
as home

(roam)