Haiku – Page 5

Moon, They Appear

eyes to the starscape
stardust falls on my glasses
the moon, they appear

enigmatic tree
a rustle of lush green leaves
the forbidden words

Autumn leaves moving
into the river vortex
Losing the Autumn

a furball, small meow
rolling in kitty litter
sleeping mid meow

the smallest furball
looking towards the sunlight
I found my best friend

rain is now a dream
the speaker plays a rain tune
imagined feeling

whipping winter winds
watching the washing dancing
weary from working

a falling sunbeam
across the computer screen
cappuccino time

the esteemed image
coat hanger runway models
skin is the new cool

the reality
a vision in a spud sack
thongs flip-pity flap

swimming in the sea
a wrinkly breast on a board
become brine chicken

illuminated
lost in a watery space
a lil Nudibranch