Awoken by
The movement of
Dreams.
Mid-Night Wakefulness
Awoken by
The movement of
Dreams.
Author: Carl Setzer
A blogger blogging from just north of Seattle.
Into and Through
I collapse
Into and through
Myself, these dreams
Both from my mind
And the synaptic demands
Of others.
Mist fades
Upon the other side
Where I find
Myself.
I Am A Woman Who Survived.
I’m humbled and awed.
Youth: A Haiku Series
Youth inspires me.
Faces forces intending
On destroying their dreams.
Resisting that force
Believing in their dreamer
Never to wither.
Micropoetry
Trust, Fear, Desire
Trust and Tryst
One letter separates.
Trusting another with deepest
Longings, dark hidden places.
Secrets.
Fearful, afraid of the destructive
Forces of lust, love
And longing.
We know the
Consuming doom
Of expressing
Desire.
Aware of Fears
Fears harken, inside,
Rising unbidden, no care.
Destruction they bear.
Thinking of the Butterfly
Crawling slowly stills,
Body encompassed by crust.
Transformation lives.
Aggressive Sunlight
Sunlight rages on,
Oblivious of the drained
Souls of the machine
Spring Blurs Into Summer
Spring’s breath
Drifting away,
Fading to memory
Falling, decaying
Flower petals
Subsumed by
Life’s riotous
Vigor.