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A slumbering fade
lips become quiet, and there is no malice
falling away into a nap
Thoughts process the distant Winter scene.
penniless and alone
forgoing family and friends for my words
A lost tired human
walking along rows of Christmas cosiness
wishing for pennies
Dreaming of the life I would lead with you.
lost to the four winds
feeling the nap recede into the afternoon
Hoping for the rain
Saying goodbye to Winter
Sneezes replace speech
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.
Sunrise at seven
waking to a winter chill
feeling the cold sheets
a mellow morning coffee
Watching the colours lighten
the deep Winter day
hanging frost from the window
a single snowflake
falls where we never see snow
a picture of snow falling
whipping winter winds
watching the washing dancing
weary from working
Unconstrained freedom
the promise of my Springtime
yet Winter lingers
The pen moves to my music
I hear the sea calling me
I longed for the frost
yet the warmth of Spring arrived
Letting go, shedding
A frost-filled whisper
the clear sky and the moonlight
Come and dance with me
Rain drenched cement
between patches of death, green grows
Moss meets the fence
underneath the death and green hides red soil
Inside looking outside
drowsy from the drugs and the stench of decay
The deepening greys
watching the afternoon turn into a wild winter night
C & K 