I am still playing the poetry game this month, I'm just horribly behind. Excited as I am that the new year has been so busy and full of promise, I also wish I had at least a little more free time to write more than a bunch of haikus now and then. Although I do love to write haikus.
The bits of paper
dotted around my bedroom
are worth more than gold.
What you don't know is-
What you want and wait for is-
What is, really just is.
I am going to just build some bridges
over land and sea and rock and bone.
They will be smooth, devoid of ridges,
and help us vanquish the unknown.
I wear a wig, yes.
And it is blue, yes blue, yes.
The mystery: yes.
('...and yes I said yes I will yes.')
The last word I've skipped is 'Collector.' If you know me, then you know my personal connection to this word. I can't just haiku it, I need more time. It deserves more consideration. Stay tuned.