HI | Procession



school playground figures
reenter the land of bliss
clouds moving as hands

lonely picture bride
looks west out frameless windows
only squares of light

night is the sharkskin
drumming in the deep crevice
never seen before

behold the many
who may speak the heart’s language
or name nobody

. . . . .

Poet: Susan Powers Bourne
Source: Hawaii Women Poets
Process: Pick and mix haiku