don’t be sad moon rose
the groom saw your trailing veil
he comes to you soon
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a noiva rosa
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Haiku
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destination
prodigal daughter
rest your weary spirit now
welcome to your home
Elmer’s file
pulse of the spirit
controlled by the chemical
lonely is the soul
clock tocks waiting in
the lobby of the broken
window is now barred
dosing is coming
when our dusk has no meaning
of faces we wear
hey, Adam Smith?
drops of rain fall hard
red sweater by the side of
the road crushing cans
Club Bahia ’76
side walk hardens soft
the rains of December lost
flowers come and go
the birds flock tonight
white are the souls of holy
fire lamps burn out
sweet street vacant lot
an orange sky is shelter
to a broken girl
check point
and i flew so high
that God’s green army caught me
idling i wait
to kiss an Irish boy
the leaves turn downward
warmth seeps terras noble flesh
the breeze soothes your groans
a foggy diamond
cuts a glimmer at the dawn
a breeze touches clay
the stars twinkle slow
illuminating the path
final breeze of air
hard knocks
step up time tick tocks
the young are getting older
golden apple bit
Written in response to prompt:
words less spoken 