muscat at twilight
a furry patchworkin black and white spots zipped byas the mosques sang out
Category: Haiku
her coffin
a peach-pink death shroudblushed for cheeks now frozen colda cruel mockery
midday cooling
a flittering wavebird wings sing softly like sheetsswaying on clothes lines
for winnie-pup
her nails click and clacklittle paws dipped in white painthappiness dances
dark omens at sunset
blood-red horizonseeps into the sky’s pink mouthDeath licks hungrily
a contemplation
perhaps there’s some truth in rolling waves that crash and spiton this lonely shore
as panic sets in
the birds are wakingrustling songs through the treesI lay motionless
perspective
it has its limitsthe ways we perceive the worldeyes sometimes deceive
persistence
you built up a home, even as old worlds crumbled, and kept on living
desires
my skin still warms up remembering the touch of fingers painting me ******************************** I am a ripe plum hanging heavyContinue Reading
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