Quiet eve beach stollan apple tree lays ashoresevered roots exposedtwo outsiders wonderinghow we fell so far from home
I can’t wait to breathesipping on recycled airmakes me feel used
I once heard the dawn birds’ folk songand was home to all manner of creatures.Though I fell and many winters passed me by,when you spotted me—offering fresh life.Now I carry the weight of children;dipping their toes into a baby blue sea.With laughter dancing all alongthe faint summer breeze.
Sycamore saplingbark obscures future love noteswords carved from heartwood
As night turns to day—a tryst becomes a stay. Clothes strewn across the floor, a breadcrumb trail for Lust to find her way. Sunlight beams through the window and into two lovers’ hearts. A stirring of bodies, a hand glides over another. The electricity of the night before sparks like flint against steel and radiates… Continue reading Haibun: Love to Sin
Worker bees gathera new season filled with hopefrom my cubicle—dreams of freedom and travelstung with a droning despair It’s often said that it’s better to work with a view than to be trapped in a dreary, windowless office. Though I sometimes wonder if being able to see what is tantalisingly out of reach is a… Continue reading Honey & Vinegar
Wistful father sittinglakeside—in its mirrored eyethe Sun watches over
Snowy bamboo groves frozen in time—cry, O’ woodpecker’s lament As the seasons wax and wane, so too does the fauna & flora. What appears as a beautiful landscape, can also spell trouble for its inhabitants. The metronomic tapping of the woodpecker disappears as the scene is captured in time. Its lament—a deathly silence. A bonus… Continue reading A Crystallised Moment
He burnt the moon trying to catch the sunLuna’s zenith; aflame—no higherAn epilogue written in the sky by stars readHere lies the man who tried to catch fireHe tarnished silver while searching for goldAnd all he holds are the remnants of a sold out soul
Zigzagging through life’s trafficlike Frogger, hopped up on coffee,avoiding the splat.