If I play this song

On a never ending loop

Will time just stand still? 

A sketch of grey twigs

 A thousand soft charcoal strokes

Always out of reach 

Distant birch trees shine

Shimmering with purple buds

Do I dare to hope? 

This roaring river

Drowns out the empty silence

And lulls me to sleep 

If I was a cat

Everything would be simple 

And I’d be alone 

Lonley shallow lives

We just pass each other by

Avoiding the eyes

Sleep is for the weak

I want to live all my life 

I’ll sleep when I’m dead

You can lift me up

Out of the sinking quagmire 

And give me new hope 

What kind of haiku 

Would a human robot write? 

Maybe soon we’ll know 

The pale spring sunshine

Full of hope and pure laughter

One missing fragment

In a blank rain cloud 

Soak it all up like a sponge

And then wring me out

While I whitewash walls

Paint drops spattered with my tears

Run like upset milk

To live this moment 

​I abandon all my dreams

Now is all we have 

Am I settling 

Back into the same routine 

While life passes by

Under thick blankets 

Never let the fire die 

Until the morning 

Inbetween showers 

We make a quick dash for home

Skipping round puddles 

The harder you try

To pull these fingers apart 

The faster they stick

On the southern slopes

Meltwater washes my face

Winter turns to spring 

When all you have left 

Is happiness in memories

Can you enjoy them?  

Sliding on blue ice

All my worries melt away

I become the skis

And now we part ways

To the same destination 

In parallel lines 

Trying to focus 

On the good things that I have

Not those that I’ve lost

I landed head first 

An ostrich can hide himself 

In mountains of snow