Full strawberry moon
Let the essence flow to me
Bathed in your pastel.
Family defined
Familiar genetics
But love does connect.
Struggling with Haiku
The meaning and sense are tops
To please does exceed.
*I found a white moth
Dimpled spider, fat and white
Holding up that moth.
*Holding up that moth
Like a white piece, satin cloth
Mixed with death and blight.
*Ready to begin
Morning like a witch's broth
A snow drop spider.
*Flower like a froth
Dead wings like a paper kite
Flower being white.
*What had that flower
To do with being so white
Not innocent blue?
*What brought the spider
To steer the moth in the night
So what but design?
*What but design of
Darkness, design to appall
In a thing so small?
*AFTER ROBERT FROST'S 'DESIGN'
I have warned people
Planet is ever-hotter
I am aging now.
Walking slower now
I used to wait for others
I farmed endlessly.
Hiked across acres
I went to Farmers Markets
Conferences too.
I was young and free
I have aged; death catches up
My end is coming.
Dawn--thinking where I
Am. Body hampers freedom
My former freedom.
Know I am still free
I must glory in all that
Eat free what I wish.
Eat free when I want
Is it healthy and balanced?
Double check the facts.
Mixing 'unknown' food
Ranch and French on same lettuce
Free and with no care.
Wish to mix a slug
Slug of Anise with Sake
No hassle or judge.
'Freedom' will all end
A prisoner in body
Free mind stays 'til end?