haiku, tyku, p.s

haiku

the earth sleeps in my
eyes-fertile soil; growing new
laughter and new days.

tyku

put on my woman/
hood and shed off foo/
lishness. chile, I’m sea/
ted in righteousness
and lovin’ who HE
made me…God’s sho’ good!

haiku

eternity:each
time you drop love-whispers on
my lips, like honey.

haiku

decision: to walk
away frm u, cause i love
u, but i have worth!

tyku

can i divorce my/
self frm my past and
frm emotional
brkeness? can i
lap up freedom and
know my value NOW????

haiku

i knw u don’t think
i’m something, but u
overlook’d my great(ness).

p.s.

the
worse thang was allowing you to hold me INdirectly by the
tail of my emotions. runnin’ back to what was thru just to hold
on, hopin’ that somethin’ cud be resurrected. Never again! U
were only there to assist me as a sexual balm…nothin’ more, nothin’
less. its time fo’ me to move on!

“House of Atreus” Publishing/2006