Going somewhere
but not always knowing where
the road is ending haiku
Archives par mot-clé : white
the other ones…
But then there are those other ones, the ones who get upset when you are happy. They know who they are.
haiku
on a white askew cross
three syllables and some dust
to summarise life white silence
a few lines at the bottom of the page
left to themselves (mostly)
in white silence.
A few crooked pages
demanding attention
but the sentence of the judges
(go lie down on the grass)
haiku*
celebrate that time
of day when the shadow sits
against the white wall