Self Love

A breeze
of lavender
and fresh grass

Warm and flowing
the birds create
a melody

My seed sparkled:
drops of a shooting star
fall into my hands

Blooming
a rose
into many shades
of self love

Fuchsia

Sitting on the park bench
With legs neatly crossed
She sat, lips slightly parted

 

They were damp
Bright with a deep hue
A wildflower in full bloom

 

I imagined they were sweet
Ripened plums
Fresh from the tree

 

Sticky and juicy
Dripping down my arm
I close my eyes

 

Dreaming of purple and reds
A glass of perfect red wine
I slowly part my lips.

A Moment

A moment
so clear
slightly faded
blurry edges

 

 

A moment
like lighting
A jolt, to my body
reclaims my mind

 

 

A moment
is sad
and kind
and blue
her eyes…

 

 

A moment
I”m swimming
and drop
the hat
that hides
the blurry edges.

More Haiga

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condemned building
his memories of then
sparkle in sea glass

 

remembering
lost dreams
spring wildflowers

 

lost in the shadows
I find
peace lilies