Colours of sunrise
Are pale in comparison
With your loveliness
Category: Haiku
Running for the train
Running for the train,
Cold hands wrapped tightly around
Hot coffee takeout
Watching
No one will see me
If I hide behind this twig
Until winter comes
Raindrops
Raindrops hanging on.
Twigs moist with autumn’s freshness.
Lens to a new world.
After all that heat
After all that heat
Now we’re complaining about
All the autumn rain
