pressed against my ear
warm lips quietly whisper
words swirling in air

push me down to sleep
and hold me under water
lungs filled with the night

with voices laughing
small bright flashes of sunlight
sing about their day


shine inside and out
people no different than light
we choose to be seen
................................................................
still not sure why I put these up here
hiding in plain sight

slide between my lips
the words they try to escape
shimmering past me

fall and come to me
melt slowly in the shadows
warm salt on my tongue

all right...
something different...
bar haiku from two sources!
...................................................
me...

bar haiku again
these lives so hot against me
beauty in motion

Lynn...

sushi bar pencil
bar art work leans close to me
lean into me now
........................................
yes...we had a good time

I hold on...hold on
tight enough to let it go
resist...surrender

a storm of voices
these lives pressed hot against me
flowing off my skin
.......................................................
what is this need
to be in a crowd of people
voices loud...bodies touching
not knowing a soul
not trying to meet anyone
or start a conversation...
just letting it all roll around you...
quiet...open...still...
why does this feel so satisfying sometimes?

with arms wide open
a brilliance of lives pour in
electric white light

with a slow glance, eyes
lock, and spinning galaxies
burn across my skin
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oh there is so much more
words effervescent
hard to hold
to grasp
share
feel

not letting words through
they wait, suspended and clear
momentum unchecked

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I was going to try and explain this a little
but sometimes explanations work better in actual conversation
there is too much right now to try and force it into three lines
yet...I do like to try, it strips everything down to its essence
the bones and breath of what I see and experience
reading more true than pages of words.
I feel compelled to do this
using few words like keys
one by one unlocking
the world and
myself

words between moonlight
clear as the breath you just took
shine into the void
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I will not try to describe this right now, but...
Do I shine for myself?
Or others?
Null?
Yes.

the ocean of sky
can pull me up and under
drowning in a thought

I have become still
words burn slowly through my veins
ride a shooting star
............................................................
the words are few lately
they have become part of me
so much harder to separate
from breath and blood
spilling on the page
...is it necessary?

hits like a hammer
memories riding on air
the scent of a thought

beauty is your smile
as it flows straight from your eyes
the sun in my throat
.....................................................
daydreams...as clear as this breath...

today I can fly
the air sharp against my face
eyes locked on the sun
.............................................
no bar haiku for the moment
as entertaining
and honest
as they are

Why is the quiet you find
surrounded by noise and people
more profound than solitude sometimes?
Degrees of each define the moment.
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fascinating, yes
the endless chatter of lives
rolling off my skin

click clack clank they crash
glasses and voices in air
clarity is lost

surrounded by noise
I wish I could record this
lives balanced in air

ah, reality
always there still and waiting
takes me by surprise

age doesn't matter
i know my face looks like that
hoping for a dream

and when does it stop?
this search for ourselves outside
look inside my room

to conclude this night
to have everything and naught
what more do I need?
................................................
self serving, self indulgent
it is all that and more

clear as hope
no greys
see me
I am

here
now

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I endlessly laugh at myself.
And enjoy the ride...

racing with the stars
blood sears, veins incandescent
cool waves of the night

all order is lost
the light is reckless today
flashing off my skin