There is always something gleaming in you
A streaming light that sparkles through the bridges you say you have made from us.
You say we are planks laid across the abyss
That we toss ropes and you cling to them in order to leave yourself behind.
That we help you grieve. That loving us makes you real.
I think you must feel yourself in negative.
On National Poetry day 2014 I thought I’d write some poems based on prompts from tweeps. This prompt “A poem about Haki.”