Thursday, April 14, 2011

Haiku

Sleep

sleep is a debit
paid in opportunities
yawning is lonely


Glances

those piercing glances
give chase to battered spirit
solitude is safe


Intent

freedom is intent
tyranny when we forget
to wake and to love


Spring

spring drops pattering
o'er glad wings dancing with sky
applause all around


Stages

in my larvae stage
i went pollywog hunting
then i lost my tail


Parched

wind like fetid breath
howls through a thirsty valley
cracked lips turn away