Haiku

I don't write a lot of poetry, but here are a few attempts at haiku. You don't even have to click on most these to read them, the full text fits on the preview section of the main page.

Children

It takes a village; but a child will not be taught, would run free instead.

Home

She who would once fly, lays her red heart in his lap; unwinged but free.

Love

Love unwisely spent, too late to call it back now. Less remains to share.

Love (2)

Love unwisely spent; a lesson learned, brittle truths; but loves grows back again.

Tao

Fur mottled slate grey and ochre; asleep in sunlight, blends in with the rug.

This Empty Bed

She see his shoulders, As he walks away, head turned, final, faraway # Feet tip-toe, quiet, through this empty house, where his hands once opened...