poetry – Page 11

Untitled Haiku

She is walking with me
a bad-tempered girl with a scowl
The mirror tells a lie

No heat on at night
the cold crisp covers caress you.

Positioned for sleep
the cat positions herself near your leg.

Waking at three am
the pain of a numb leg and the great urge.

Wobbling in the dark
almost falling into the toilet darkness.

Coming back to bed
The mischief begins

a blooming flower
The Bee hums towards tasty
lost in the nectar

deciduous heart
like the elm tree losing leaves
a heart made for Spring

turn towards the sea
away from the proposal
a sapphire promise
calling for the one you love
walk into the saltwater

The Wind and Sleet come
Water on the Windscreens and
the Windows of Home
Sparrows on the bare branches
Lost to the rain and the Wind

From the winter night
youthful crimson lips appear
With Bloom’s sweet promise
caught within those deep green eyes
A delicious meal for one

Blinds hide the sunlight
another financial year
letting some light in
The quarterly budget tears
shining sunlight on the screen

Winter rain windscreen
The week’s collection of thoughts
Together we sit
Feeling the whispering rain
Waiting for more time alone

The winter night comes.
Pastel persimmon and pink,
with fiery orange.
The sky turns to violet,
indigo and the darkness.