indigo liquid
aimed at a page through a point
traces on fingers

Rorschach in the sky
silver patterns—just look up
for inspiration

This warm body is
too small a container for
my restless spirit

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memories sparked by
fragments of wood, shells—treasures
kept in shoeboxes

no more room for me
the pebble lodged between us
became a boulder

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pebble in a pond
rings ricochet and disperse
then stillness returns

uprooted
transplanted to a place
I don’t belong

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how hard it is to
want to belong to someone
who doesn’t want you

More “belonging” haiku at One Deep Breath.

wound up in worries
a self-imposed straight-jacket
butterfly unfurls

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Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don’t make sense
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to be as close as
the breath warmed by your lungs and
the tears in your eyes

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Eyes can no longer
focus on the big picture
when we are too close

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even far away
I am as close as your heart
if you look within

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More “closeness” haiku at One Deep Breath.

I
lose
balance
tottering
(a baby’s first steps)
listing between what I feel and

what it is you want me to feel
A funambulist
walking a
tightrope
to
you

Nothing is sweeter
than your tender embrace still
tingling on my lips