Thursday, February 14, 2008


This is just a selection of haiku I've written, going through a year.

This is what happens;
I could curl up like paper
Too close to a match.

Rewind the cassette,
Listen to what I've said now
And tape over it.

Craving that crackle
October's sheets of ice-glass
And hands in mittens.

Pearly spheres of cold,
Silver sky lets out a sigh
Tapping my window.

You under the sky;
Rain has never looked as good
As it did on you.

Stones are lost buttons
Torn from the shirt of the world
In sudden passion.

Caramel pebbles,
Granulated sugar sand
Lit by honey sun.

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