NaPoWriMo / NaPoREADMo — Days 13 & 14 — we & We, too (a haiku sonnet)

(two for one today, because Monday is our day off...)


we sit in circles
like dust settling
out of the room
like light fading
into the corners
like dark creeping
along the floor

we sit
and are ourselves
only to ourselves
to all others we 
are other

we stand 
like trees
like blades 
of tall grass
like birds 
on long legs
in the water

we fly at ourselves
and whirl about
our own heads

we the moth
we the flame
we the candlemaker

we hold ourselves
like little children
and laugh
into our hair
into the sun
and become 

We, too (a haiku sonnet)

We hold each other
to gather our disparate
selves unto ourselves.

We cry and laugh at
the utter absurdity  
of our existence.

We do not know when
we begin or where we end
and our answers are 

questions in guises
of light.  We listen mutely
in the darkness while

our wisdom falls wetly down 
upon our bare feet.