Monsters (a haiku)

Sidewalk runners flee

As Godzilla approaches

I am the monster.

 

Peeking from behind

they think I do not see them

as I let them run.

 

Not enough to eat

a flavor I wouldn’t try

grilled nor deep-fried snack.

 

Sweetness of life

Her words flow through me like syrup

falling over my soul

sticking to my thoughts in sweet sugar goodness

filling my mind

with joy.

Amber rich movement

slow and steady flow

sliding down to hit their mark

satisfaction topped smile.

Pure and thick I can hear the emotion

as only the lady can say

and I reach out roots into the depths

tapping the beauty of soul

that she is,

pouring her heart to the world

in sweet movements,

drop by precious drop

of love.

A Matter Of Time

Found this at Tre’s place and then back to the original, amazing words of truth of a world that needs to take better care while they can. Beautiful truth here, please comment on the Roxi’s page. Enjoy. Peace and love, K