Late Night Latch Key

At the foundation loneliness was laid.
  With lights extinguished and sounds of tick-toc
Though unintentional, a price is paid
  Waiting for love with eyes on the clock

Even today, in the wee dark hours 
    At the time when eyelids should be closed shut
The man still suffers persistent Powers
    His body with love longing to be touched

My late night companions quiet, darkness 
  are joined by uncertainty and friend fear
The desire to be loved constantly with no rest
  Has brought to the eye an arrested tear

Then, were thoughts of weary lamentations
    Today, occasioned by conversations

Saint Gregory's Timepiece

Await the coming of the Holy One
     Anticipate the return of the King
Born forth from the womb comes God's holy Son
    heralding hosts illumined in light. Sing!

Journey the wise men kings by a guiding star
    Distant people from a distant land come.
Clothed in camel and repentance raises the bar
   Sorrowful sinners make the devil dumb.

Shout Hosanna! the babe comes now as king
   The Master revealed as servant of all
Darkest day in history feels death's sting
   God's mighty hand forever sheds the pall

Descending fire lights the tongues of men
   He, crowned in glory repeats all again.

January Haiku

As others complain
about the cold in Houston,
I think on August

Heavy, Heavy

Heavy, Heavy is the great pull downward
upward upward I push against the fall.
And work! the motivator drives onward
struggling, I cannot resist the call

Succumb to rest and darkness is pleasure
Hovering over desk and clacking keys
To proneness, to relax, be at leisure.
My mind and body the rest comes to please.

Fingers are poised press onward to writing
but failing and sluggish are the scribe's hands
the innocent sheet receives the striking
when body surrenders to the sandman.

The pleasant fit as the top closes down.
And eyelids fall heavy upon the ground.

St. John's, Center

Can rain fall from clear blue skies?

Friendly faces smiling laughing yet lacks joy
Hugs, embrace, handshakes, words of affections
Kindled memories of just a few short years
How great is God? Who can kindle this kind of love?
Thank you friends, affections expressing
Sheep loved by a shepherd
The blessed of St. John's
Tears can fall when the sky is blue

Breakfast at Huey's (Savannah)

Andouille Sausage
Eggs Benedict, cheesy grits
Ah, how delicious

Let us not forget
Beignets so lightly dusted
'neath sugar blanket

Texas Bluebonnette Haiku (Haikai)

Earth's hands receiving

blue blankets fall from Heaven.
Texas spring arrives.