haiku – Page 2

Small Windows

In the small windows
we choose to survive today
Loving the small things

a rush of cool air
Opening up the window
I can hear the sea

the clear southern sky
watching the star shooting away
whispering a wish

watching the puddles
rain falls upon my regret
whispering music

Sunlit afternoon
Banana Chairs and Boho
The smell of the sea

the blue sky, the sun
magenta saris swirling
the light festival

One crow for sorrow
an augury for the year
December’s falling

the moon’s reflection
casting her form on the lake
a wolf steps softly

Fatigue has found me
Through my resting elbow and
my head on my hand

cold pastel colours
the heliacal rising
a quiet morning