Thursday 1 August 2013

Haiku, Book Two

End of something

We "have had," years past
Never "will have", not again:
end of a story.

Dreams

Underneath eyelids,
mind turns into gossamer:
colors everywhere.

Apprehension

Like a marathon:
legs begin to fade into
a street of people.

Big Words

You, Gossipmonger,
Fabricate in Grecism -
Audience of skeptics.

Stranger

It is funny how
you know too much about a
person you don't know.

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