Haiku Ésotérique
intangible depths//
nebulous stardust scattered//
fingertip ripples//
intangible depths//
nebulous stardust scattered//
fingertip ripples//
time starts with a point//
eyes blink, an instant expanse//
our blood, stellar hearts//
predetermined fate//
all my concrete plans passing//
fortune teller’s woo//
empty room soft breaths
a gentle breeze beckoning
evening’s birdsong air
reflective moments
tender love for earth’s brilliance
what a wondrous life
in the immense void
a serendipitous mote
of blue liquid life
waves crashing ashore
tumbling smoothed stones and seaglass
gentle ebb and flow
inky clouds rumbling
under tin roof, tension soothed
nestled close with you
synchronous patterns
natural helter-skelter
harmonized chaos
overcast shadows
inky doldrums mollified
shimmering brilliance
dirty fingernails
smoothing over soft tilled earth
clear mind, light shoulders
sporadic stormclouds
blotting out my vantaged view
step by step we walk
fragile budding growth
trembling in the crisp spring rain
strength gleaned through peril
lifelong dreams fulfilled \\
nestled close, your warm embrace \\
dearest to my heart \\
on warm muggy days
thoughts stray to misty mornings
beauty in rainfall
boundless horizons
staring out from a dark room
shutters thrown open
anvil laden soul
unravelling ribboned thoughts
relief in deep breaths
capitalism
paper exchanged for ground bones
bootstrap exhaustion
slurried clouds float by
sun shafts coaxing me skyward
my body grounded
amidst black despair
our minds eye remembrance fogs
light always within
fleeting feathered streaks
milieu awareness unmatched
perching languidly
salacious words born
from the minds of little men
an acrid mouthfeel
radiant sunlight
warming me with happiness
cold long forgotten
twilight fingertips
trace electric down my spine
my eyes closed, breathless
coy dandelions
spring from oil-stained pavement
flowers, forgive us
sunlight optimist
after winters chilled embrace
the kindling of life
my landlord pulls plants
from cracks between concrete steps
spring’s ardent regrowth
this year my friend died
each day a fresh reminder
to live, keep walking
manicured green lawns
relics of regal blue-bloods
our fallow gardens
early blooms wilting
expecting honeybee’s kiss
late bloomers prosper
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