Haiku – Page 10

Under the Stars

the moonlit garden

cupping a handful of stars

sitting on the lounge

Feet in the corner

My ghosts sit in the cold spot

Haunting my workday

A crisp, lush midday

your music mix makes me move

to find the coffee

Lost in morning fog

the headlights give me away

Fresh wind on my face

Watery windscreen
A deserted dark fall drive
Freedom at the wheel

As the season ends
I think about the kisses
you place upon me

watching the warm waves
a welling within, wet eyes
moonstruck by the waves

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A mixed-up season
grey rain, and then scorching heat
Yet I long for Fall

a newfound warmth
my pieces tumble away
a chapter closing

a soft summer dawn
almost perfectly moody
melting of colours