1235
Sometimes fog clears slowly
Calm in the wake.
Within a great mechanisation
Clattering steel marbles
Eventually reflect a blue sky.
Haiku Set
1227
Weightless white floating flecks
Sweat rolling down my chest.
A ring of stone, a cone of wood
The only things, understood.
Transformation, freed through flame
Hopefully less, remains the same.
1226
On my back with mouth agape
Breathing made harder by her movements.
I do my best and swallow straight
Wanting nothing but to please my dentist.
1224
Innocuous poison
Triggered
Blood turned black.
Happiness attacked
Saddened
Abandoned hopes.
1208
Green Tulip canopy
Weathered hands cut a delicate pepper
Cicada orchestra.
Pink, soft, curving couch
Fresh brownies are tasted together
A spice that lingers.