Kuuem
Accepting the blood to drip
Solid stone
From these polished fingertips
Haiku
As defensive weapon
To still the deep agony
That we wade through
Haiku
The voices children
Sounding, footsteps
That carry us
Past these dying
Haiku
And make us able
To defend
us, And once again
Be om, Fallow
Haiku
The saturation
Dancing, fellow
Tapping resources, Headwaters
Haiku
I cut you back, As you cut me
Crying smiling, To breath in
And,...coo
haiku
Sometimes rhyming
Always sinning
In the saintly graces, drowning seed
Copyright © Birrell Garnett | Year Posted 2006
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment