haiku – C & K

Violets

We buy violets
to place on the window sill,
to be just like Mum.

Slumped over the desk,
creeping fatigue lingers,
and haunts poetry days.

A broken teapot
Hidden in the dirt and grass
A hidden flower

A warped view of life

Hidden illumination

Unseen flowers bloom

Simplified as Shades,

Complexities of Colours,

Oppressed by the Shades.

Sea sounds sing a song
for the sorrows faced this year,
a susurrus song.

A warm Summer breeze

ocean waves moving slowly

considering things

You sit in the light

as streaks of faded colours

move into the night.

Goose flesh from the strings

The notes gather momentum

Motion in the sea

Burning red sunset

paints the sea with soft colours,

as the moon arrives.

Photo – Sven Leveque