fur purring, hopeful
i can’t stop the rain my love
we wait for springtime
Enough haiku for a while. Is it really haiku in English, anyway, and with syllables not morae?
fur purring, hopeful
i can’t stop the rain my love
we wait for springtime
Enough haiku for a while. Is it really haiku in English, anyway, and with syllables not morae?
smoking i become
mingled with the patting rain
but i go inside
droplet repression
fearing the flood if we probe
these load bearing walls
in darkness the wind soothes my head,
a mild november blend
beats a path to a smiling dawn.
sneaky cigarette.