a smattering of haiku

I came across several finished but not shared poems as I sorted through my scraps of inspiration this weekend. Thought I'd share a few:

i cannot control
that which should be con-
trollable to me

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banging head on wall
blood covering my forehead
the wall does not move

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red-stained rag in hand
you speak to me mystery—
“my grace is enough”

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two glasses iced tea
and an iced café mocha
make one sleepless night

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touch my fingertips
to the sun-speckled surface…
oh, to go deeper

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waves lap my heart’s shore
awakening the senses,
bringing refreshing

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tired, longing for
divine initiation—
come and move in me

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anger and mercy
do not mix where i come from—
i cannot trust you

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brush-strokes uneven,
painted into a corner—
no where else to go

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low-lying black clouds
limit visibility
obscuring my view

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listen as silence
whispers to my heart—all else
clamors to be heard