Haiku 18-19/09/12 | RL King:A Written World

icy throat clasps heart

dawn~heliotropes awake

such beauty~such love

via Morning Haiku 18/09/12 | RL King:A Written World.

tired, broken~silent

I lay in the warm shadows

of my sweet, bright sun

via Evening Haiku 19/09/12 | RL King:A Written World.

Sonnet III: Alone

How can I feel my life without the touch
Of love’s own sweet, pristine, embracing calm.
How then can I exist without as much
As any common man in any realm

Would have, without much more, perhaps, than bare
Awareness–not so much as realizing
Fairness that exists within the care
Of natures quickened earth–whose mesmerizing

Beauty touches all mankind for better
Or for worse. For deprivation is
His Lordship’s curse. His worth alone, is met
By sky, and sky, in turn, by earth. And His

Domain is cold, and far removed from She
Who hungers so relentlessly for mee.

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