like grass pushing through
concrete
fears
poke through
so i
brew tea from them too
.
haiku
like grass pushing through
concrete
fears
poke through
so i
brew tea from them too
.
haiku
i’m wearing really
big knickers ~ i’d rather wear
none at all really
.
haiku
i send you like a
butterfly up to kiss a
star , ah , ah , you say
.
haïku
i shall not mind now
that you are dead ( to me now)
i love our children…
.
haiku
in the aftermath,
i pat myself and ask, am
i okay ? am i ?
.
haiku
onto blurred air , i
draw my body ; sly nude pose ;
mist conceals bruises
.
haiku
talking to shadows
caught blues in my eyes feeling
low as the ground, hon
.
haiku
they charge you quite a
lot to travel out of hell,
but… get the fuck out !
.
haïku
i got tangled up
in other people excuse
if i’m knot myself
.
haiku
i would not sully
this experience ( heart break )
for all China’s tea
.
haiku