Daily Haiku – Page 119 – Carl Setzer: Word Shaper

Not quite

“Almost” escaping
Leaving my lips far too fast
Birthing new regrets

An empty focus
Driving towards reflexive goals
Neglecting one’s soul

Daring to speak words,
Empowerment of progress.
Seeking real change.

Germs descended here
Embattled body withers
May healing soon come

Upon these moments
Fields of grass with stone scribed names
Silence tells the tale

Upon windy voice,
Echoes of history call;
Resist cyclic doom.

See culture’s mirror
Brutality’s rough edges
Reality’s pain

Nighttime in Shanghai
Light escaping darkness
Glittering brilliance

Misty clouds drifting
Stretched by fir and cedar boughs
Grasping longingly

And so, now Friday
Relief for so many souls
However briefly