[362] Your Voice


An essence amongst else in air around us,
Existing as everlastingly as you and I,
In each aspiration or assonance,
Always is yours affectual;
Internalized inside,
All you exhale,


[198] When It Starts To Snow


I couldn’t bring myself to say a word,
And how I wish, now, that I only would.
One may believe that I had never cared,
But truly, to speak wrongly, I was scared.
Still, silence never signifies its source;
It’s heaviness weighs me down with remorse.

May it be still too late to say “Hello”?

[154] Sublimate


Hollow words
Filled with nothing
Spoken habitually
Almost ritually
But without
Then they
Would appear
On the surface layer
But the intended recipient
Will see straight through it all
Shattering the thin delicate veil
Exposing shallowness’s source
Showing an apathetic nature
That has slowly replaced
The passionate fire
That burned
Will words
Like the same
Be enough to fill
The resulting void
Without a promise
Not to forget why
We say them…

[102] Haiku x6


glyphs cast change on word
characters changing charting
and spoken chatting

letters and numbers
monograms and numerals
typing, writing script

cast caligraphy
cursive, curving, crisp and crossed
cipher creation

word etched into stone
clay turns to metal and glass
word etched in tablets

fonts form for new form
from alpha to omega
finding further feel

books are none without
symbols stolen, shared, so on
telling their own story