Eggplants,
Reflections,
Flowers.
It’s not much to offer in return.
I escape into the accommodating mist,
embarrassed and too far lost in other landscapes
to embrace the yes or the no.
lost
lost
photo by clinock
Full Moon in Leo
Full moon in Leo,
your red dress ripped,
my arms and legs torn
by brambles,
ciphers of blood
writing our story.
Transmitting
another style of day
she floods our veins and
volcanic passages
erupt through forests
where we lie down.
Lunatics,
our bodies gone
we chase our breath,
defy gravity,
cross the Great Water
into the mystery.
We are lost
with the lost moths,
beating our wings
against reflections
in the window of the mirror
of the sun.
Moon image courtesy of Google Images. / Poem by clinock.
Edited redux.
Deja vu – haiku – Friday Dream
searching by moonlight
stumbling through deep shadows
dreamers lose their way
haiku and photo by clinock
redux from 2014
Friday Haiku
searching by moonlight
stumbling through deep shadows
dreamers lose their way
haiku and photography by clinock
DUETTO (a collaboration) 5
exuberance
i search for destination
lost among pathways
I am deeply honoured and inspired, Ese, for your sensitive haiku dance with my drawings – mille grazie.
Ese’s blog – http://esengasvoice.wordpress.com
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