Tonight’s Haiku:
the grace of sunlight
treading lightly over waves
robin glancing down
Computer Whisperer
Tonight’s Haiku:
the grace of sunlight
treading lightly over waves
robin glancing down
I seek wisdom.
Crave it, perhaps.
This longing to understand.
Freed from repeating
The past’s miseries.
Wise blender of words
Crafting meaning from the wind.
Lost in summer’s song.
I am not afraid
Of the abyss.
This dark, hollow space,
Deep within.
Inside my soul,
Body, staring into murky depths
Hidden from sight.
Walls grown around it,
Status quo.
Awoken by
The movement of
Dreams.
I collapse
Into and through
Myself, these dreams
Both from my mind
And the synaptic demands
Of others.
Mist fades
Upon the other side
Where I find
Myself.
Trust and Tryst
One letter separates.
Trusting another with deepest
Longings, dark hidden places.
Secrets.
Fearful, afraid of the destructive
Forces of lust, love
And longing.
We know the
Consuming doom
Of expressing
Desire.
Crawling slowly stills,
Body encompassed by crust.
Transformation lives.
Sunlight rages on,
Oblivious of the drained
Souls of the machine