Haiku writer.
When life gives you ink, make penstrokes.
A spark of Rumi Facing in all directions He finds the faceless
By Jonathan Lawrence8 months ago in Poets
The search for love's source The eye never sees itself It glimpses your eye
A Viking's promise An icy slap in the face What is Iceland then
The mask is the first And last thing they ever see There's no face to hide
Freer than the flame This Planeswalker is close to The world's burning heart
What's the takeaway The thief said to himself when The store's doors had closed
Angels remember The truths that mortals forget Living lonelier
By Jonathan Lawrence9 months ago in Poets
Metal looks your way And you find yourself saying "Uh, Roger Roger"
Nature meeting man Growing into artistry It won't ever see
A ten second car The NOS kicks in like space fuel Call that nine seconds
Taking up the pen The Beloved standing still Waiting on his words
A distant hover The firepower, cower Your final hour
