slow and silently
gliding across the blue sky
piles of white cotton

a golden ribbon
snakes along the edge of white
a silver lining

crunch crunch is the sound
that echoes in the silence
walking in the snow

the haiku fairy
will visit Leah tonight
insp'ration galore

glistening bodies
of gray and white playfully
show us dolphin glee

the ocean thirsts for
uses its wet tongue to
lap at the seashore

above the rushing
pounding crashing waters is
peaceful rising mist

willingly water
flows toward the nearing edge
reckless abandon

ocean breeze whispers
softly through my hair quiet
secrets of the deep

rolling cresting now
the waves reach for sandy feet
but come up just short

loud as a water-
fall in his mind was the tear
that rolled from her eye

There huddles in the rain
a house,
hiding beneath her roof.
Window waterfalls flow in silence.

The artist swishes his brush.
The camera adjusts and clicks.
Neither quite captures
the radiant beauty
that the sun paints
across     the     clouds.

Tiny pools, crystal
Blue - pulling me in deeper
Your eyes mesmerize

Sparkling, laughing,
Dancing with mine, transfixed by
Your emerald eyes

Softly searching mine
Warm and sweet, I get lost in
Your chocolate eyes

Shafts of blue and brown
And green surround, as I gaze
Held close in your eyes

Tired people sit still in silence
arranged and neatly stacked
in rows of four and columns of two.
Each row follows madly the one ahead of it,
whisking its passengers away from the city of wind.
Worn faces look mostly down or nowhere at all,
while heads bob and sway.
Flashes of light appear and slide and disappear,
but no one notices.

I heard the crack
      and saw jagged edges
      poking the air.
A tear traced my little
     cheek and hung from
     my trembling chin.

I broke my pencil.

Betrayed!
With a kiss my brother sentenced me.
All my friends fled from me,
but one.

Hated by the crowd I loved,
lied about,
spit on,
slapped and hit,
I held my peace.

Faintly, I heard it.
The one friend still close
had left me.
The rooster crowed, pulling a tear
from
my
eye.

The mighty roar sealed my fate.
These people I loved condemned me.
For all the good I did
they hated me.

Led away, I followed silently.

Agony spilled from my mouth
The first drops of blood
ran down
my back,
as the whip ripped through my skin.

Thunk! Thunk!

They spiked my hands to wood.

Thunk! Thunk!

They spiked my feet, and lifted me
up to die.

I hang
here, now,
watching the people that did this.
These people that I love so much
Watching you.
Yes, you helped.
You hung me here with your sin.

It's okay.
I let you do it.
I had to.
I love you.

what light brightens the
drab dullness that surrounds me
more than your sweet smile?

what sweeter sound could
drift on the wind to my ears
than your angel-voice?

what depths could I reach
that would pull me deeper still
like your gorgeous eyes?

what beauty shimmers
and shines as brilliantly as
the beauty of you?

I see Him in the waves that wash ashore.
I see Him in the moonlight, shining brightly.
I see Him at the top of every mountain.
All the stars are little points of Him.

I see Him in the raindrop plunging downward.
I see Him in the seedling reaching upward.
I see Him as the rose unfolds her petals.
When the butterfly flutters by, I see Him.

I see Him in a baby's little fingers.
I see Him in a mother's joyful tears.
I see Him in the love two people share.
Everyone displays a hint of Him.

Who says you can't see Him?