Tag: haiku

last word hangs from lips morning gale

summer deep retrace the cold limb parable

where the light caves in dusk clouds settle

night rain cold claws dig in

window fog train ride slows to a crawl

tiny specks of humanity summer landscape

strain silence from cold limbs

who am i really? ask the night.

summer dream to descend into the flesh raw

no biases in the dark at least here