Dropping you off before anyone else arrives. The lights not quite on. The room not quite ready. I watch you walk away. Unsure of what it is to do. What you’ve done. The cold grey seeps in to your smile. A slight turn. A slight dread. At what’s to come. I walk to the car. The rain falls in a sigh.
Month: October 2021
Driving home
A leaf on the window
dancing like a butterfly
in the autumn wind
20 mins
I hope you know. Now years later. My favourite part of the evening, was walking home with you.
Haiku 90
walking in the sun
the scent of yesterday’s rain
lingers in the air