Give me a minute
To read the stars
Lamenting in their stories
Their laboured twinkling far and sparse

Give me this moment
To stumble and swoon
My branches reaching for
The faraway moon

Give me a while
To be one with the universe
Hear the colliding planets
As they spill their mournful verse

Give me some time
To plot my rightful place
Within my uncharted galaxy
And collapsing space...

wave-front
cloud-break
blue-grey-movement

~~~

below the wind
watching
Redwoods quiver

~~~

the hallowed wine glass
but ah!
the sweet on my lips

~~~

Fennel every Fall
through the chain link fence

~~~

the warmth of my lover
passed hand to hand
polished blue stone

~~~

dust
breaks the silence
sneezing

~~~

a Rose opens
aging
gracefully

~~~

proud Maple
among not yet
yellow Oaks

~~~

peninsulas
embrace the bay
wave-break kisses

~~~

white Aspens
out of sight
white Egret

~~~

Cypress light
spiked and pining

~~~

paying respects
around the lumber mill
procession of Trees

~~~

October road trip
picking haiku
from the breeze

~~~

cloud layers
puzzle piece
the sky

snapshots!                                                  
                                        the poet & the photographer                                  
                                                                ­                      marvel                                

~~~

felled trees                
                                nesting Ferns            
                                               restful            

~~~

Temperate jungle
embrace all traces
of change

~~~

peeing in the rain                    
understanding the clouds

~~~

Leaf-fall carpet                          
conifer curtains                        
The living room

~~~

parallel the River                  
the road
much slower

~~~

bare-feet over needles                      
Redwood witnesses                          

~~~

                       under this
                                                            ­           a blank page

~~~

October sky                                          
the heat setting with the sun
                                               colors following

~~~

brush stroke clouds                                
                    the Moon shines through
the ink

These lines on my crevice create chances
Massif trials I must triumph through
Aligning to parallel stigmas creating balance
I must find the power that denotes truth

I tussled my way in thrusting bricks of trust
Between the seams of pride
Throwing away fragments that denies
Death is so near but I feel so alive

Whatever it takes I will pull through
Miracles & Luck I've always believed
Fighting every enmity that ruptures me
Denying that I'm dying is my bulletproof

I dare to dream
I dare to believe
Igniting the fire in my heart
Flames of courage within me
I will fly like a lark
Burning through the dark

So take my hand and you will see
Just how simple it is
If you just do it
If you just believe


@Erennwrites

Take a soft tipped brush
Dip, and trace my nakedness;
Viscous dripping rainbow streams
Clothe me here within our dreams.
Swirl my curves
With satin pink,
Let your brush flutter and sink
lower, purples, red and blue,
I'm a canvas here for you.
Paint me scarlet, paint me gold,
Paint some words
italic, bold
Stop when you begin to weep
A masterpiece, for us to keep.

Your heart is a fragile thing.
Everyone’s heart is.
Don’t ever contaminate hatred
**Contaminate love instead.