Haiku writer.
When life gives you ink, make penstrokes.
A glimpse of bright light Invisible to all but Those whose gaze rises
By Jonathan Lawrence11 months ago in Poets
The presence of it Not the absence of wonder But absence of self
Code of violence Reyes, Morrison both names Of dead men walking
Gotham has a need Criminal greed won’t concede Darkness takes the lead
Acting like neurons But in the palm of our hand Thinking of us now
Inventor’s checkmate Now we must ask ourselves why We build what we build
Light, dark, old, young, and Every poem is too long For conveying "and"
By Jonathan Lawrence12 months ago in Poets
Emotion roils But the quiet depths are where Cancer watches from
My life on the line As I fall in line, these lines Can't sum up my job
Your need a surprise But a matter of timing It is to the best
Some things only last For a time, even though it's The hardest of times
Kneeling before her Honor is given and felt Witnessed, a knight's rise
