There is light in unknowns –at least I project it there –caught between the currentashen landscape and the achingsof a solitary childhood… I like to think faith guides mebut she is muted like the gardensof my dreams, more etherealthan palpable and I need concretehave waited too long for that train of certainty to carry me […]
My to-do lists have grown appendagesare teaming up in a huddleplotting their next play Wait a minute, Guys! I pleadthe afternoon sun has caught meat just the right angle,and my chair, with a mind of its own,is reclining… Can’t we save the game day anticsfor another time… (Image my own)
The scenery outside my windowis passing by too fast, andI’m facing backwards, wavesof nausea disrupting the view I focus on emotion, animated,try to discern its origin, realizeit is misplaced; I am disorientedlaugh at the enormity of my blunder.
One Woman's Quest II 
What a delightful surprise to open your post and find those brown-eyed beauties and their haiku!
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So glad, Liz.
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🙂
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VJ, I hear a Van Morrison song coming on….”ooh, my brown-eyed girl.” Keith
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Now that you mention it, I hear it, too!
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That song might have been on my mind, Keith, lol.
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Lovely comparison!
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Thank you!
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I like this, especially the last line. Thank you for posting this poem.
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Thanks Geri!
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So good: “celestial flirt”
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Thanks!
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Beautiful! 🙂
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Thanks friend!
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You’re welcome friend! 🙂
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They are rather flirty!
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Always catch my eye!
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