In truth
Eyes brought me to knees
Only God shows what God sees;
heart closes, eyes opened.
Hope
Hands wrung tight on hope
Truth landslides down the mountain;
loose hands never hold.
Resist
dissolved in your sights,
puddle of inconsequence;
easily taken...
Mismatched
Found lost in your eyes.
My universe tilted left;
Now, nothing is right.
Haiku Miracles
"Only God shows what God sees"
"truth landslides down a mountain"
I adore these lines. Love me some haiku - allets -
Haiku -so limitung yet so
Haiku -so limitung yet so profoundly open :) I ztruggle with most forms but haiku often feels like emotional home. Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Emotional Home
Nice way to view a poetry form. The limiting helps to engender discipline - to fit in a lot in a little space with line requirements and, if following ancient Japanese restrictions, it's really tight, but still liberating. Home. Yes - slc