Haiku: Over

Many things served their
Time and Purpose. Farewell, Old
Friends. Goodbye, Old World.

to: Life

Flattened by you.

Lying head on desk.

The pencil lifts up my hand.

Soft tears escape my surprised,

(cont)rolling eyes.

I get up.

I asked you to please

Stop shouting so loud, 

So harsh,

To please talk to me gently,

Talk to me so I could hear you.

You listened.

You stopped shouting, 

Just kept quiet and

Picked me up.

I softened my sharp, contracted,

Tense and frightened edges,

Relaxed and started to put on fat and muscle.

Your shouting was a primal scream to wake me 

Back into wildness and 

The knowing that each waking moment is sacred.

My being is no longer haunted by sin

But stands tall and strong, 

Honoured to be part of your divinity.

The call is now, and has always been,

To stay close to you, Love, learn how to

Be inside you, make you my home.

Haiku: Father's blessing

I think 
You have fractals in your future
A father told his daughter

Haiku: the life of a cat

The life of a cat:

Fearlessly interested,

Regal, majestic.