C & K

Haiku: Green Dress

Favourite green dress
Worn until the cotton frayed
Another green dress

Walk with me,
walk by my side without judgement,
walk on the outside like Dad used to do.

Walk without the anger you always feel,
walk without scolding me in public;
I’m not perfect, and neither are you.

Walk-in tandem with me,
yet you never do.

We exist alongside each other,
unable to forget all the water
flowing under the bridge.

A glass heart breaking,
shards of brokenness scatter,
strewn mercilessly.

Rosy red lips,
supple sweet hips.

A mind like a whip
giving you the lip.

Pride and Prejudice vibes,
taking all of those jibes.

Pale innocence is a lure,
a desire for what is pure.

Mazarine eyes of light,
dancing into the night.

A chance to ask her for more,
relieved you don’t see the door.

The sea calls you both away,
to say what you want to say.

The new moon darkness,
starlight brightens the ink night,
floating in the pool.

sunkissed dirty brown-red earth by day,
starlit luminous enchanted land by night.

casual bushes, trees, and plants bustle,
as the nightlife of the land, comes alive.

ripe creamy yellow fruits lure wombats,
possums, echidnas, and bilbies to nibble.

sweet passionberry bushes jiggle and
bounce as the animals’ stuff themselves.

Resolutions fade.
The trees are laughing at your
failed exercise plan.

You’re hiding from the daylight,
living within the shadows,
adoring the stars and the moon,
living life how you choose.

Wired into new technology,
typing your life away,
delaying reproduction,
sipping on coffee slavery.

“When we were younger
life was so much simpler”,
you hear the words again
through disappointed lips.

“Be more like X”, “Do more
of Y”, “why are you so odd?”,
“You live a strange lifestyle”,
“How did you come to this?”

In the early vanishing hours,
you play the songs you love,
write your truth in words, and
you crush their expectations.

deconstructed art
your impressions of farming
surreal cow shit

I watered the lawn
daily never expecting
many weeds to thrive.