A song composed by yours truly for Haiti (and still in the works):

Mon Ami, my dear hopes
My dear longing for you
Mon Ami my dear land
Land I wake, Spirit that Calls
Mon Ami, my dear home

Never dying, Strong Spirit
dear love, Never can we be hurt
Haiti, what do we see happen to you
Heart Cries,Left to Die, Mind strong
We carry our love on
Come, Come, lift heads up
ils trebuchent, nous serons forts
tete fret nou djanm
nap toujou vanyan nan nanm

Haiti we say ce pase
Spirit high-high
We hear Oui: Na bule!

Buildings dropping
sak Pase?
Oui, Oui, Nap boule!

Fathers, Mother, children, old and young
Ce Pase?
Oui, Oui, Nap Boule!

Some of my recent Haiku on Haiti (except the last)…

O heart groan/
 like an axed tree
cut short in time

I sit
 I watch
I moan

heart throbing
 body hit
mind ever strong

let’s be honest
 and be a mind
high on Haiti

tick tick
 time passing
help, give, donate

Ineffable woe
 Infallible spirits rise
From rubble & loss  -@tWordBird

Millions are being donated to Haiti as more devastation is being resolved; I’m reminded of the role some of us who don’t have the financial resources or physical presence can still offer—talent.

I started a mini series of twittering micro-poetry to [hopefully] raise people’s consciousness to the situation, to help if they haven’t, and not only about helping but also to appreciate how much we have it, carefully learning to number our days.
And here are some of the recently posted poetry, in haiku formats:

earth crys
on earth-quakes
still staying strong
——————
knock knock
here calls heavens door
to my passed
——————-
broken
in dreamt hopes
heavily-hearted in Haiti
———————
for numbered days
in pursuit given
life atypical

Will be posting some more concurrently, keep Haiti on your mind, all my heart goes out.