Poetry – Page 88

Haiku: Borrow

Journey to the coast.
We borrow the sea and swim,
then dance on the sand.

An empty feeling,
the loss of another dawn;
you prefer twilight.

Blue and yellow blend;
A designer bridesmaid dress,
green beside champagne.

Intense Petrichor.
A Fervour for rain dancing,
naked and muddy.

The weight of your words,
heavy on my broad shoulders
as the night sets in.

Idyllic farm scents;
breathe fresh air
and
smell cow dung.

Watching the
repetitious ads,
and the
annoying jingles.

You paralyse
our minds with
the stupidity
on the screen.

Fed up, we only
watch ad-free
reality television.

Watching a show
about miniature
goats going on
celebrity dates.

A dream seems so close,
yet, in the morning darkness
my dreams escape me.

Springtime in Autumn.
Buds bloom, and flowers blossom
confused by the warmth.
An owl watches and ponders,
a pause to see the flowers.

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