Wednesday, May 1, 2013

“Haikus with Rules”


Daughter, Mother, Wife,   
Sister, Friend—a collection     
of masks worn daily   

renews me like Dawn’s fresh breath   
Inhale, Exhale—ahhhh   

I am a cynic   
words on the tip of my tongue   
sharp as a razor   

We dream together
our interwoven fibers 
clothe and protect us  

No fairness in Life   
Just Fate and Chaos dancing   
Among Night’s shadows   

Constantly caring   
Silently sublimating   
self—piling regrets     

Distilling my thoughts   
Into crystal drops  of Truth—   
I write, write, write, write   

Copyright 2013 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman

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