poetry – Page 80

Haiku: Dream

A dream seems so close,
yet, in the morning darkness
my dreams escape me.

Springtime in Autumn.
Buds bloom, and flowers blossom
confused by the warmth.
An owl watches and ponders,
a pause to see the flowers.

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A great sadness ends
looking towards the grey sky
feeling Autumn turn

We are not perfect
ageing considered ugly
refusing to care

Echoes from the sea
a shell from long, long ago
longing for the sea

Exhaustion.

Flicking in and out of consciousness,
my lips feel numb.

Usual noises sound bombing loud,
forgetting the time.

I become a melancholy masterpiece,
a sad classical song.

A long storm rages
the sea whips about wildly
a long night ahead

Come to me,
leave everything you love alone.

Be with me;
give up your humanity for me.

Live with me;
love me more than you love them.

Come alone;
with one bite, I will free you from
humanity’s snare and guide you
into the shadows and the dark.

A dream unfulfilled
sailing along narrow fjords
too poor in sorrow