1155
After the sun sets
When dreams fill the world
My mind lingers…
Past lightning fields
Across orange groves
In alabaster castles.
Haiku Set
1151
I realize Little Bunny isn’t blue
She’s filled with fresh vibrancy.
Seeing anew, I change, too
Rousing the dragon within me.
1143
One last look at the man I am
–the one I want to be.
One fresh look at the man I am
–the one I am forced to be.
1125
Our eyes shine
Specs in the green iris
Campfire pupil.
Our world’s eye
Trees form a darkened ring
Sparkling stars beyond.
Our spirits together
An evening of sharing lives
Tear and shooting star.
1124
Videos of police brutality
Shouting through tearful eyes
But no one seems to listen.
Terrorism here against them
Over there, against us
Everywhere, “them” and “us.”
“What happened to we?”
I ask our mother
Her response, a breeze.