Year
stony path
ascending the clouds
of God’s wrath
~~
her backbone
borne of fiery past
a Sun alone
~~
bearing the world
in a demon grip
she heaves the heat in air
~~
maintaining her cool
in a man’s world
but setting the rules
~~
hanging
by a string
suspended
~~
she gave a purr
and who’d ensure
that he’d endure
~~
LOST:
a Times Square tour
without allure
~~
I swear
I want to forbear
But it’s just not there
~~
Her soul
A bond of fortitude
Sharing life with gratitude
~~
On the footpath of forbearance
I hear whispers
of charity
of charity
~~
a trance
of Hudson
on the other side
~~
A girl with grit
can ride a bit
~~
unequal heart
endures
the silent cold
~~
Is it what you thought
the pillowed houses
you never bought?
~~
the trials that drag the soul
in times we wonder
if God is watching
if God is watching
~~
a glass of wine
with loving arms
entwined
~~
a bird is pecking
a tune
at silent noon
~~
the screams we bear
give birth
to newborn cries
~~
a fruit so sweet
I want
its breed and seed
~~
skin wrinkles
and body withers
but the eyes grow ever sparkling
~~
my soul awaits
what my heart
endures
~~
a flogged man with wounded salt
can only dream
of a New World
~~
the chronic beats
and needled sounds
as one approaches light
~~
When all is thrown away
your arms hold
a dog that’s gone astray
~~
we sail a sea
bereft of charity
thinking of the other side
~~
you, my brother
endured the slaps
of melted time
~~
they toil free
of poem and song
and carry the country along
~~
the wars have never stopped
from Caesar to Bin Laden
and who comes out on top?
~~
the best men
show themselves
with a bit of zen
~~
gold and name
without the daily train
will sometimes leave you ashamed
~~
he boasts an average IQ
but shows the genius
of cunning
Note: written with the Haiku Heights 3/24/12 prompt of "endurance" in mind. For this challenge, I will write at least one in traditional 3-5-3 or 5-7-5 form but the rest will be quite free, though sticking to the concept of the haiku as conveying a single concept or image.
