Cold
I can feel my skin
tingle as the warmth of me
embraces the air.
tingle as the warmth of me
embraces the air.
Heart
As for within me
only when I quiet down
can my rhythm speak.
only when I quiet down
can my rhythm speak.
Wants
The heart feeds out life
to countless screaming children
who have no one else.
to countless screaming children
who have no one else.
Fire
How the air reacts
when total sacrifice pours
out vigor to all.
when total sacrifice pours
out vigor to all.
+ A haiku series by John Rieping
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