Poetry – Page 28

Haiku 094/365

The late night hours Cost me my head. Waiting for Time to stand still yet.

It remembers you It responds quick and timely Tell me, who am I?

Don’t mind the mundane • Become a cog • lull yourself to sleep • You on m e d s ?

Birds carve through the skies The wind shifts—need a mood lift Weed’s not giving highs.

The vibrant shade of Purple. Bright and fragrant and Perfect in my tea.

Blossoms in the air Floating on a wave of wind Crashing on the ground.

Taste the fresh air as It’s pressed on bare skin. Sink your Teeth, prepare to dip in.

How does one keep on Going? What drives or tethers You to this plane here?

How does one step in To their power? How do you Become authentic?

Planning a picnic Under the blossoms.. it should Be a scenic date. 🌸