morning chill on his
skin his breath
cooks my breakfast
before his
eyes open
.
haiku
Category Archives: morning
these dreams are sighs
Day 4.:- takes its cue from our gently odd resources, and asks you to write a poem based on an image from a dream.
these are dreams
only
no-one cares
to listen out for
these are dreams for
no-one
cares
if
a soul slinks off for
these
stammering over broken glassescurled up in cornerssymbols staggering masquerading as prayerssprinkled with paprikamint and see salt
a soul holds out for
these
hanging off fangs off were wolveshowl sickled&scythed along veins&skeins of lightening’s shuddering with mirth
a soul breathes in for
these
illusion bathed tendrils on frondedfingers stalled between stars&seeds crossed over as jewelsdripped in lovers heavy heartedbirdsongs wanting the coldest of snow nests
a soul flies in for
these
darknesses jasmined off wingless pickings frail as elephant skins&childish giggles echoing over absent truthes and creeping tongues of loosened citrus skies
these are the seams
running running running
for their lives
for their dearest illusive lives
these are thinnest in the mornings
as we rise
simmering still off lips still yawning
over toast and marmite and cooling tea
pass the sugar, hon, please
he sighs
these are the dreams that slink off for
you to live a ‘normal’ life
April 4, 2020
btw
searching
in your eyes
faded
like a star
in the morning
sky
is just as blue
.
haiku
morning
air hangs, heavy with
still, melancholy, wet grass
untrodden, waiting
.
haiku
.
N.b
hesitated to entitle this mourning
chaque matin
chaque matin i wake
cheeks pale damp on oreiller
saupoudré with fleurs
.
bilingual haiku
Translations
chaque matin ~ each morning
oreiller ~ pillow
saupoudré ~ sprinkled
fleurs ~ flowers
a time of gifts
Haiku
.
every morning i
awake to the sound of you
breathing next to me
8 Illuminati #5
Haiku
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illuminated liquid
.
morning swaddles your
skull ~ lights your eyes intensely
while you pour your tea
singular
Haiku
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the gray light unwinds
my words rain over you wanting
more than this morning
no more kisses
Haiku
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hearts set to idle
entire beats missed, cuddle
stuttered existence
i like this
Haiku
.
wake to silhouettes
of leaves against tipi wall
dancing in the sun
