haiku – C & K

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To wish for a love
Someone kind to a soft heart
I talk to the trees

Sounds of the city,
drums and an oud play a song
a wonderful day

We are beginning
and ending lost in this dance
of impermanence

My soul calls me back
A traveller’s wish for the
lands of ancestors

a still lake morning
a tea, and coffee for one
yelling at the lake

my puffy ankles
stiff in the humidity
yet I keep sitting

waking up anew
realisation makes you
feel like shit: workday

Me, a troublous soul.
Sitting up too late at night,
Hiding in my home.

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.