667.
All autumnal thoughts
Returning to your beauty.
All next, unscripted.
Tag: thoughts
Haiku #659
659.
Nervous, impulse flocks,
Impulse, thoughts, then images;
So I sought my love.
Haiku #627
627.
Think in haiku,
My master said in a dream
She gave, just last night.
A Second Meditation
These moments
The mind repackages
Like well-used clothes,
Worn with both human
Necessity and splendour,
Vivid colours, from
Taffeta to cotton,
A logo, a label,
A sari from Goa,
A fashionable dress
You’d forgotten,
Esclavage necklace
A friend had lent
Before they moved
To the continent.
All these thoughts
Eventually deposed
And posted to buyers
From Guildford
And Frome,
(Or if not bought
Then decompose),
Yes, repackaged,
A repurposing.
In the end,
All will seem
Not moments,
But times long ago
Where we wore
Different clothes
On our bodies.
Haiku #525
525.
The fields are flooded.
It’s the seed of rice we eat,
Ratooning my heart.
Haiku #523
523.
I’ve been trespassing
Again, thinking about you,
And all I am not.
Haiku #488 – #490
488.
Unindependent
From thoughts, all recycled and
Apologising.
489.
Life’s a constant test
I’m failing, feels like summers
Unfilled with sunlight.
490.
But the positives!
Beautiful trick! I adore
Endless rainfall thoughts.
Haiku #403
403.
Roots grow like the grey
Geese’s feet in rhubarb stalks,
Knocking, door to door.
