Home Is Where We Trip (Another Senryu)

*This poem is brought to you by a series of fortunate (yet unplanned) events.

Heart, broke and homeless,
shuffled along quietly
then fell over you


Searching for Metaphors In You

i searched inside you
looking for you
and this is what i found…

you are:
in a ray of sunshine;
guiding light
from an autumn moon;
a breeze of wind
to fill empty sails;
a cool droplet of rain
on parched lips;
for a starving heart;
to a restless soul

i know there is more
so i keep digging