vacuuming the stars
emptying the dust over
lemon cakes baked for…..
.
haiku
vacuuming the stars
emptying the dust over
lemon cakes baked for…..
.
haiku
her feathered fingers
ground him
her earth breath lingers
lifts him to heaven
.
haiku
some things can turn slime ~
nasty in an instant that
last a damned life time
.
haiku
i mazed my way to
the exit , the excuse, harsh
unexpected hush
.
haiku
they’ll carry cactus
damage in their mouths, melons
as sweet hurt as wells
.
haiku
shadow ~ wolf
thick with
wild ~
wonderful energy
wicked ~
to the touch
.
haiku
little boy lost look
cup of coffee
closed book
how to find his focus
.
haiku
i could waste myself
on another unfurnished
goodbye or adieu
.
haiku
i know my name is
safe in your mouth
‘cos it sounds
like love
well-pronounced
.
haiku
his slender fingers
( never tender instruments )
used to
blunt romance
.
not a haiku