High upon a mountain
my heart waits for you
chained to a rock
like Faye awaiting Kong
Then they come
picking and rending
pieces of my heart
They fly away
like vultures
with bits of Promethean liver
hanging from their mouths
I endure
For how can I not?
Like a modern day Prometheus
my heart heals
awaiting the one
who will break the chain
Written in 1985. I’m in a box. I’ve been here a long time. There’s no way out. All eight corners are the same. All six sides have been scrutinized. I stare in hopes that I might see something new. Maybe there are pores with minute creatures living inside. If I look long enough maybe I…
I received a box of Leadership window cards this week. There are 30 in a pack and you are supposed to open one each day. The first one I opened said “Turn toward the fear.” That phrase inspired today’s haiku. Turn toward the fear Face it with courage and grace Remove fear’s power Originally posted…
I just found this as I was cleaning out my hard drive. I wrote it April 8, 2010. Enjoy!
This experiment in poetry form was written in 1983. Over the snow, there rides a sleigh. Clop, clop is the rhythm of the horse hooves. Bells jingle, jingle around the horse’s neck. Fog creeps upon the snow. The rumble, grumble sound of the horse breaks upon a quiet scene. The horse stops in front of…
This weekend was cooler than the previous weekend, but still hot here in Phoenix. This is where I drew my inspiration for today’s haiku: April showers, not here in Phoenix. It’s quite hot. Miss California Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Pumpkin on the porch Welcomes autumn to my home Soon the leaves will follow Originally posted on 52 Haiku