A light on my bike, steers through the darkness. Pedals turn as I leave you behind. Winter drawing in now, the shadows breathe a little deeper. Air grips tight around me. A compress on my chest, crushes as I cry.
Month: October 2017
Haiku 65
in sepia skies
a red heart beating, hiding
in desert soaked clouds
In the darkness, regret
Lying here, stars alight
stone heart cracks.
Skin prickled, stomach tense
simple letters sting.
Lips dry, throat blocked.
I whisper in the darkness.
Yes.
Out of place
The scent of sea salt
follows me. A hope, a dream.
Inhale. Escape.
Haiku 64
these dark skies linger
the morning not yet here
pale light breaks through
That Day in October
A change in the wind, leaves limp from the trees, not ready to let go. I’m not ready to let go. A change. Sun bright, air cold. Leaves gather at the road side, conkers crushed, defeated. This day. I think of you. Not ready for the change.