This Poet's Dream

These are the fluid lines that spill forth…

Category: Travel

Today Is The Greatest Day

Like a rushing tide

Now is the time to thrive

Building bridges anew

Crossing unseen bounds

Front row seat

To the Divine show

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Practice Makes Perfect

Dancing I try

Always you follow

A taste unmet

Between here and there

Futility reigns

Amidst my memory

Time has gone by the wayside

Now

I dance to a new rhythm

Paced by my own heart

Beating for me

No other

I will stand my ground

Until those around me are lifted up

Instead of dragged far down

Dancing

Following trails like stardust

My heart calls to the rhythm of the pulse

Heartbeat

Resounding with footsteps

Upon the wooden hall

Making waves where there are none

A force

To be reconciled

Made whole again

With molten fingers

Hot and clean

Are the edges now

Yearning

Dancing on the edge of truth

We trained ourselves

For safe response

A calling

Deep within

Sets fire to an already smoldering

Pile of coals

Haiku #123

Watching the moonset

Painted just for me alone

Gratitude opens

Haiku #121

Reggae music plays

Deep in the hills, surrounded

In a landlocked dream

Haiku #120

Mountain fog rolls deep

Stars faded, crickets singing

Night blooming silence

Haiku #118

Our words shine through Luna

Making waves in chest and belly

Open portals glow

Haiku #117

We exchange words here

Within the portal of light

In space still unknown

Haiku #116

Another portal

Opening this night, space grows

Stargate awakens