Haiku 76

we walked the dog
in forgotten summer rain
I reached for your hand

An ache that never dulls

A song. A feeling. The weather. The trees. The city moving. I stay still. Frozen by memories of you.

Before 7am.

Sweet tea, lonely heart. I drink in darkness.

Crushed

I’m a conker, fallen
shell cracked, and weak
vulnerable I’m lost
crushed under the city
life weighs me down.

Window decoration

Stars bright, night skies. I walk tonight. Walk to where I know. This familiar path aching. Through the city, where memories linger on each corner. Out towards your place, my heart jitters, my pace slows. I stop. Look to the window. Woodwork cracked, paint peeling. The plant I use to water pushed against the glass. The leaves I cared for wilting.

The Sun Sets in Sorrow

pastel skies weep, a colour wash fades,
we tip the water, rinse away the remains of this forgotten day