LOVERS NOVA

Nova, courtesy of Wikipedia

Nova, courtesy of Wikipedia

Over a billion years ago a star exploded,
Exhaling cosmic dust into the universe:
Death; rebirth.

We were but specks then, you and I.
Into space we were thrown, traversing
The dark unknown.

It’s unclear how many life cycles we endured,
How many times our star specks were born
And reborn

Until this age of perfect gravity,
When our cosmic dust was reunited
And ignited.

Once remnants of the heart of a nova,
Metamorphosis can’t undo the connection,
The affection.

I’d know your glint in a sea of light;
You’d seek my fire in a world ablaze.
We are always.

Because together, we make home. Constant,
Independent of time. Your speck
And mine.

HAIKU: CRAIGSLIST PERSONALS

Craigslist personals:
graveyard for broken hearts and
unfulfilled desires.

W4m cries text
soaked with red wine and late nights,
still looking for him.

Lonely, just moved here
seeks a friend and maybe more.
Is anyone there?

Woman in the park,
he thinks you could be the one,
but he lost his nerve.

Unhappily wed
craves that missing piece–a spark
of connection–hope.

Here’s a toast to you,
the lonely, misplaced, and blue.
May your dreams come true.

HAIKU: HOTEL ANXIETY

I used to be so
Comfortable in my mind,
Alone in my skin.

Somewhere, a seismic
Shift jostled loose the threads of
My independence.

My heartbeat echoes,
The only company here
In my hotel room.

I crack the window
Because I can’t breathe. Gasping
And grasping for life.

Home is hours away,
But it feels like light years now.
Are they missing me?

I asked for a double,
One bed for me and one for
My anxiety.

We say our goodnights,
And then I switch off the lights.
The empty floods in.

Hang on until morn.
The sun always warms the soul.
Hang on. Just hang on.

HAIKU: KING MIDAS

Lonely King Midas
Packs his belongings in bags
And boxes with care.

Lost his golden touch,
A godly gift expired
Gives way to freedom.

So many years spent
Isolated and stagnant,
Fearing his own hands.

The penance was paid
With a sacrificial lamb–
The ultimate price.

The king had lost much,
Indeed, but he stands at the
Door of hope and dreams.

His hand no longer
Heavy with the weight of gold–
A lonely metal.

At the threshold, she
Waits, a patient smile and an
Outstretched, fearless hand.

As skin touches skin,
There’s a flash of memory,
Spark of chemistry.

Midas remembers love;
He finds himself reflected
In her deep brown eyes.

Hand in hand, they glow
Not from a golden touch but
Because they found home.

HAIKU: STARS

Thick clouds blind my eyes
Eating moonlight and starlight
And my peace of mind.

Opaque harbingers
Heavy with eerie street lamp
Glow and threat of rain.

The wind changes course,
Giving way to glimpses of
Faint and hopeful light.

Quiet, restless heart.
Have patient faith that the sky
Will be clear again.

Just because we can’t
See the stars doesn’t mean they
Aren’t shining on us.