last eve, while I slept

Haiku

I grieve your gift left

Unwrapped on moonlit pillow.

Kiss me awake, I weep

200 posts

Today, WordPress tells me I’ve reached 200 posts.

Today feels like the beginning, like every morning

I post, therefore I am…. someone who posts my haikus as a practice that makes me happy. Sharing is lovely.

Thank you for sharing and reading

btw

rebellion

Haiku

I, not meek nor mild

I seek the wild; seeds of choice

My voice; far from weak

born, hatched or sketched

Haiku

 

feathers, black, scales, some

kind of silver, some new kind

of beast in velvet

brittle

Haiku

fragments of day breaks

delicate fear like rain drops

soft on sun scorched tongue

so good

Haiku

 

living by the sea

underneath a tall plum tree

salt, fruit, fish and you

witch?

Haiku

 

i like your eyes, which…..

are they blue? i cannot tell…..

you cast. spell. fragments

Christmas

Haiku

Anticipation

More than toys at stake this year

Joys under the tree

You

Haiku

ask where the moon is.

You cast your eyes over the sky.

Close them. You will see.

dearest

Haiku

 

little chicken heart

forget the tar, the feathers

become the bird, chick