navel is my spring
board to cultivate ~ vibrate ~
~ bring out ~ sound healing
.
haïku
.
deep innit
she laughs
brings about
belly laughs
hum songs
last long
well well
into night
lapsong
home : ginger cat on
my lap , lapsong suchong in
my cup : can’t spell , but . . .
.
haiku
bubbles up
half-waist magic sun
sinks past thighs shivers timbers
rumbles up spine down
.
haiku
waxing
half secret half
animal darkness between legs
i refuse to hurt
.
haiku
madly on the other side
eyes in disarray
post ~ marital
pleading may
we meet truly deeply
.
haiku
glimpse
the yellow lights shone
through darkness’ bones and flesh
flashing oily death
.
haiku
missus
i miss you i wish
i didn’t remember the
good bits i bit off
.
haiku
un~author~dox
i believed that my
story was for others
to write : i had no right
.
haïku
i wasn’t
once upon a time
i was
a little girl
who had a little curl
………
haiku
.
n.b
i wasn’t
& never will be
horrid !
autumnal mist
the kiss & beyond
bramble & wild
seed siren wine winter’s heart salt
.
haiku
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