Category Archives: Haiku

Words fall on deaf ears,

no longer heard is your tread.

Here you lie in bed.


Silver coin in palm,

front face divided in four.

Fingers close over. 

Day one of ninth month;

oatmeal-white on rosy red,

orange in green furled. 

Palms pressed together,

eyes lowered to reality.

We fled to the stars.

Come dressed in all black,

for a mountain adventure.

Feet point to city. 

Suns warmth on bones,

limbs stretching to enjoy it.

Trackless now of time. 

Yellows, red and blues.

All shades of black, grey and rust.

Lips play with a smile.