Haiku – Page 4

Bird Watching

a tempting solace
watching the way the birds dance
in the backyard grass

Forgotten in Fog
Feeling the weight of your world
Floating towards sky

NOTES

A pre-Friday workday, car-sitting, fog-enshrouded haiku.

Some days I sit in my car and wonder what the fuck I’m doing with my life, and then I realise I need to work.

The weight of it all lifts when I drown in the largest coffee I can find.

All is well until it is not. I keep placing one foot in front of the other.

lights in the darkness
their wings illuminated
little fireflies dance

within the moonlight
to laugh at her quirkiness
a fluff in the dark

She is walking with me
a bad-tempered girl with a scowl
The mirror tells a lie

a blooming flower
The Bee hums towards tasty
lost in the nectar

deciduous heart
like the elm tree losing leaves
a heart made for Spring

chatting with a rook
a collection of sorrows
watching every move

wispy sun-filled day
a boxer and fresh coffee
fumes from the tabby

a paw to the flag
meowing the national anthem
a fluffy patriot