Posted in Uncategorized, tagged love, origami, poem, poetry on May 14, 2016| 4 Comments »
I folded myself
into an origami rose.
The heart, like paper,
never forgets
the ways it’s been touched.
The creases
are part of me now.
Still, I ask you
to unfold me—
to open and smooth me,
to new me, re-know me,
unlearn me and show me
what patient, loving
hands can do.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged bird, love, origami, poem, sky, tanka on April 29, 2012| 3 Comments »
square of blue sky
I fold it into a bird
in the pocket
above my heart
it flutters